Now I’ve got to quickly plan and prepare for Thanksgiving dinner. Everything is going to be so different than what we planned, but I’m looking for the silver lining.
One of my dad’s favorite stories to tell us was about the little boy who asked for a pony for Christmas. Christmas morning all he found was manure. Quickly he grabbed a shovel and began digging. Surprised that he wasn’t disappointed his parents asked what he was doing. His reply: “With all this manure, there has got to be a pony in here somewhere.”
With a smile on my face, I’m digging! Something good is bound to happen.
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sorry you can't go anywhere for thanksgiving! it'll be fun here at home too! i remember my freshman year before i knew i was going to be able to go home for thanksgiving you opened your home... i'll always remember that kindness <3
I love your stories and you are such a trooper. Even at our age, disappointments can be so painful, especially when it involves our children. Many people would just go to a restaurant and be done with it. Here you are planning to make dinner and invite people to share it with you. I know you will be blessed for your kind and giving nature, and I hope tomorrow will be a day to enjoy and savor, and that you'll see D8 and her family soon.
Cathie
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