I am the emotional sort of female species. In case you haven’t noticed.
I get emotional about even the smallest of things at unexpected moments.
Someone asked me today, “are your ready for Thanksgiving? We’re in the
home stretch aren’t we?”
I solemnly agreed, that yes – we were in the home stretch, with
Thanksgiving only a week away.
Most of the leaves have turned from their beautiful shades of autumnal
reds and golds into what I call “Winter Brown” and are falling by basket
fulls on the ground -
There is only a small amount of color remaining…
If I am lucky, some of these beautiful leaves will still be available for me
to refresh my Thanksgiving centerpieces.
It’s been a cold and wet Fall day today. I took my favorite sweater and
scarf and sat outside on the front steps – enjoying the brisk air and watched
the leaves flutter to the ground.
Relishing the last few days of my beautiful Autumn.
I had company. Bitty Kitty, my oldest furry daughter…
… and my little shadow, BooBoo. Boo just turned 18 years old last month.
He is not doing well. He has lost his voice and a lot of weight. I my heart,
I know he will not be with us much longer.
Maybe that is the reason for this melancholy mood I am in. Not only do I
feel the loss of the season, I am already feeling the loss of my sweet, beloved
With the approaching Winter months, I think we all have the need to prepare
our nests for the inevitable cold and bitterness.
Stocking our pantries with ingredients for pots of bubbling, homemade soup.
Making sure there is ample amounts of mini-marshmallows for the numerous
cups of hot cocoa the boys and Grandpa will consume.
Gathering our woolen mittens and scarves, and buying more socks to replace
the mis-matched pairs from last Winter.
I completed a project today. One that I have been meaning to do for over a
month. It’s purpose is solely to serve as a beautiful reminder of how blessed
I wanted this to be placed in the front foyer, so it was easily seen as soon
as anyone walked into our home.
It hangs above the archway to the formal Living Room.
“This is the place we gladly call Home.
And for this we are truly Grateful.”
Such simple words. Such a beautiful message.
After today, the hectic pace of preparing for Thursday’s dinner will begin,
as we anxiously await the arrival of sweet my Mama and Daddy with a huge
bowl of Collards and a platter of ham, and Aunt Charlotte and her mystery pie,
and Uncle John and his never-ending jokes and stories which he promises
we have never heard before. (We have, but no one has the heart to tell him.)
But, before the activities of this much anticipated day begins, even before we
offer our prayers of Thanks and The Hubbs proclaims he has eaten way too
much – (duh! it’s Thanksgiving.)
Even before then…I hope everyone reads my little message above the
archway… and knows that in this home we are always…
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