Thanksgiving. A time to appreciate all that God has blessed us with. No worrying about shopping just a quiet holiday appreciating the smell of a roasting turkey, the taste of cinnamon in a pumpkin pie, and maybe a little whipped cream by hand to adorn the pie. Simple. The smell of fall, leafs twirling by my window, colors bursting forth in the trees, and a fire in the fireplace.
Serving. I love to participate in delivering meals for Thanksgiving to families who might not be having a turkey dinner this year. Sign me up. I am blessed with a car. I can do this...
This year, the whole family was able to help deliver and I am over the moon. The whole family serving others. Could life get any better?
Crash...my kids ditched me after delivering meals for three families...to decorate Lauren's Christmas tree. I have put all three up for adoption after this traitorous behavior. Next year....no gifts to anyone who puts out any Christmas stuff pre-Thanksgiving. The Queen has spoken.
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