The Thanksgiving We Couldn’t Possibly Do

FOR
a driveway full of mini-vans,
the cooking team
I left behind on Wednesday
so we could be at the Medical Center,
a safe trip
through a tangle of interstates
from the Medical Center to the airport,
seeing ‘on time” change to “landed” on the arrivals board,
bringing the last far-flung child home with us,
the easy dinner popped in oven (Mrs. Stouffer does a good job),
conversations all over the house,
plenty of arms to hold plenty of babies
and then
the slow quieting,
everyone here and turned in,
the night before Thanksgiving,
the Thanksgiving I didn’t know how we’d pull off this year,
better than ever.

Thank you, Lord.

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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5 Responses to The Thanksgiving We Couldn’t Possibly Do

  1. juliana says:

    Blessings abound!

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  2. Sharon O says:

    cute picture, yes stouffers is very good, love the macaroni and cheese, it a comfort food.

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  3. Elizabeth says:

    So happy to hear that the holiday went so smoothly. God bless.

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  4. Belinda says:

    “and then
    the slow quieting,
    everyone here and turned in,
    the night before Thanksgiving,”

    I loved the feeling those words conjure up!

    Like

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