Was it always to be like this? she wondered. A moment of joy followed by a new sorrow? ~ Soheir Khashoggi, Nadia's Song
These days, our holidays have a sinewy vein of bittersweet woven throughout. Slightly more than two years ago we lost a mother, a daughter, a sister, and a trusted lifelong friend and partner. It continues to baffle me that life insists on marching forward. The kids grow, relationships come and go, our lives have both expanded and also become much smaller. What we value most has come clearly into focus; love, kindness, our many blessings, acts of service for others, our home, dear and trusted friends, and last but certainly not least, family.
As the kids and I put the finishing touches on our contributions to today's Thanksgiving meal, I watched in awe at these two souls, a daughter and a son, who I love more than I ever thought I could. Children who I have the privilege to see grow into the amazing adults they are becoming. Each with their respective talents, dreams, sadnesses, joys, and independences. As they bantered and teased one another, I watched their interaction, smiled, and sent love heavenward to their other mother, Amy. We did good, Amy, and as we always joked with one another, we definitely did get the best ones. ~ Mk Michaels
Happy Thanksgiving from our family to yours.
