11.29.15 We are fogged in this morning, dark, cold and still. My Billings family drove away yesterday, and crossed the Continental Divide into bright sunshine, on their way back home to the eastern side of the state. But, we are left in the dark for some time to come, it appears, according to the weather forecast.
Thanksgiving Day was a big exception! The sunshine came in on low November rays, streaking across the snow and ice, and the head of the lake was sparkling and dazzling. While the turkey was in the oven, we took our skates and hockey sticks and had a wonderful time on the little ponds in the marshland next to the water. Fletcher, being a 14-year old male, took his shirt off in the 15 degree sunshine, and posed for my camera, out on the lake. We came home to a warm house, filled with turkey and stuffing aromas, and the sunlight filled the red goblets at the table and scattered their ruby light around the dining room. It seemed most everyone had something to say about how fortunate we are as a family, while so many are suffering in the world.
Anna brought a Thanksgiving card she had made for her family, and when I began the house-cleaning yesterday afternoon, I found it lying on the coffee table. I’m keeping it close to me today, in this house where I am all alone, and a little bit lonely–a talisman of simple gratitude, which is always good for the heart.
Happy Thanksgiving. I’m thankful for everything you do. I’m thankful for my brothers, my parents, my dog, and my relatives. I am so thankful for you. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be alive. I’m thankful that you take the time and money to feed and take care of me. I am truly thankful for you.