Turkey and Football
It’s November and I’m looking at our family home page, and I’m shocked I haven’t posted any writing yet. I should not be. It’s been that kind of year. A kind of year where every second of every day is consumed with more things that need to get done than there are minutes in the day.
I love my busy days though. I love the fact that I drop at night. I feel I haven’t wasted a single second of my precious day. I feel I accomplished something. I feel strong. But most importantly, I feel. There have been way too many people in my life who simply don’t feel anything, and life is just one day that blurs into the next. I do not judge these people because I have not lived their lives, but I am conscious how easy it can be to become so feelingless. I’ve been there.
As I sit writing this, my children are peacefully sleeping. Ruben is still sleeping too. The house is quiet except for the brewing of my coffee. It smells good too. I’m avoiding the urge to crawl in bed with one of the kids and just hug and kiss them up. I do that often in the morning, mostly on a weekend. But I really don’t want to wake them up quite yet. This day will be busy and exciting for them.
There’s the usual. Turkey, dressing, leek mashed potatoes, and pies. Of course pies. Then there’s the football games. Ruben and I will banter and torture each other throughout the annual Thanksgiving Texas A&M and Texas game. We’ll watch, cook, play, and watch some more. When one of the teams finally loses, we will torture the other even more. It’s all in fun. But it’s tradition. The kids will play with the wii, enjoy chowing down the food and goodies, and watch movies and junk on TV. Not much will happen other than nothingness, something we really need to fill a day with!
I would be remiss to not say how thankful I am that I have the opportunity and means to have such a Thanksgiving. I am acutely aware how blessed I am all the time. I look at my family, and sometimes I literally need to pinch myself because, honestly, I never thought I would have any of this.
Not me.
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