Spent Thanksgiving with family, but this year we were especially grateful to have my uncle with us. He has been diagnosed with a terminal cancer and did not know if he would be with us this year. Not only was he with us, but his numbers are down so far they are re-evaluating his status. It was good to have him with us and doing well.
Today I am going to try to be grateful for the difficulties in life.
Perfect example happened this morning. We had the car checked yesterday to be sure it would be ready for a road trip over Thanksgiving. It had been running rough and we needed to find the problem before we left. We found a “bubble” in one of the tires that was about ready to blow. Cash being a little low, my husband put the spare on and decided that would work for now. He then ran off to an appointment. He didn’t even make it there before the spare tire decided to blow. He had not bothered to put the bad tire back in the car so he can’t do anything about being stranded on the side of the road. Here is where the gratitude comes in. Driving older cars, and previous difficulties have taught us to always carry towing and roadside assistance. At least we knew enough to be somewhat prepared for this problem. It would be miserable to not be able to learn from past problems. And I guess I should be grateful that it blew out before we headed out on the road.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone. May your holiday plans be blow-out free.
My oldest son has recently been very cold and even cruel towards his younger brother. After a year of being rude and condescending towards him, I have been amazed that the younger son still loves him as much as he does. Yesterday was my younger son’s birthday, and we had already had an extended family party where I assumed that big brother had “filled the square” of remembering his brother’s birthday. That evening I got a text from big brother asking if there had been a package delivered for the birthday boy. Not only had older brother remembered his birthday, but had bought it himself, paid extra to be sure it arrived on time, and got him the thing he had been asking and asking for. He then came over and joined us for cake and ice cream, giving his brother an awesome surprise to finish off his special day.
My youngest has his birthday in a few days. Being a January birthday I never quite know what to get him. I had put off getting presents until I could decide what to get. This year it was easier than that. Yesterday a neighbor handed us a brand new bike they couldn’t use, and this morning the preschool gave goodie bags to all the parents with some really cool learning toys. Wrap things up and call it good.
I was going to call this his lucky birthday, but my husband always corrects it when I use the word “lucky.” He prefers the word “blessed.” Either way, I love it when things work out.