O joy, O joy!! I wish I was excited about the holidays, but I'm not. Usually, I'm a holiday person, but this year I'm just not interested. Things will be different this year. My oldest son has his own place now and his own life. It is a good thing for him, but not so great for mom. I miss him alot. I see him about once a week and talk to him a couple of times during the week, but it's a lot different than when he was walking in the door every evening. It has been a little over a month now and I still find myself some days waiting for that familiar sound. I know in my head that every little boy has to grow up and become a man, a husband, a provider and so forth, but it still doesn't make it any easier.
So, Thanksgiving is a couple of days away. Hubby and the youngest will be deer hunting, so that leaves me (with the dog!) to travel alone and see the parents. I suppose this is why Thanksgiving is not my favorite holiday. When the boys were younger I loved it. My husband would go hunting (I missed him!) and me and the boys would pile in the car and take off for my parents. We'd sing along to Christmas songs all the way. We'd cook til late and eat all day. On Friday we'd fight the crowds and check out all the new toys and I'd make mental notes of their lists. It signaled the beginning of Christmas.
Memories are so sweet! Lord, help me see the joy in this Thanksgiving. My parents are still with me and able to host dinner. Thank you for their presence in my life.
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