Thursday, November 27, 2014
My 8 year old granddaughter ran her first 5K race! Her wonderful mother ran HER first 5K race because the little one needed a 'running buddy'! The little one wanted to run the whole way holding hands, and so they did. They both amaze me.
This week is Thanksgiving and my birthday, a big fat mind-battering birthday that I am having trouble feeling good about. Yeah, sure, I know I'm supposed to be grateful, and -- working for a hospice as I do -- I am well aware of the alternative. Even so, this has been a toughie.
A few ago, a friend at work made me a birthday cake, although she was not sure exactly when my birthday is. I wished for years that some friend would acknowledge me that way, but this was not a year when I really wanted it noted. See, my ungrateful heart again. But the cake was delicious, made with pineapple and walnuts, even though it was called a "granny cake," which made me feel even older. To my surprise, another work-friend gave me a large piece of traditional fabric from her home country Zimbabwe. About 5 yards of material. So sweet of both of them.
As I have done most every year since my kids were small, I spent Thanksgiving alone. I've kept busy, goodness knows there is more to do than I will ever get done. I did a little cooking, a little cleaning, a little sewing, a little internet shopping, and put up my little fake tree as required under my Grandma Contract since the Littles generally come over on Christmas morning.
I had a surprise phone call this morning from a friend in another state, a sweet way to start my day. Later, I phoned my brother who was spending his day alone by choice, and I made dog cookies (stars and angels) for my Grand-dog's Christmas gift to put in the freezer until then. (And I am on Dog Duty since the pup is alone today, so I snuck one over for her to test to be sure she'd like them! I was not surprised that she did -- they are actually pretty tasty! She was not all that impressed with me before, but now she treats me like I am her best friend!)
She was so pleased with the cookie treats that she agreed to model the beginnings of her Christmas jacket, too!
Today I made a supper of leftover middle eastern food. Tomorrow I will cook Thanksgiving dinner for my son's family, and the next day I will go to visit my daughter, so obviously they will have to take all the leftovers home, and my clean up will be a breeze. Good planning!
Best blessing of all, my great nephew was born this week. I haven't met him yet, but I can already see that I'm going to like him. :) Life is good.
Feeling old and eating leftovers might not be the gold standard for spending a Holiday, but I have no serious complaints. There is a lot to be grateful for. I hope it has been a very happy Thanksgiving for all.