We have appropriately shown our thanks today in the typical American way - by downing approximately the same calories as a small African nation in one day. As usual, it was like feeding time at the shark pens at Sea World. Hours and hours were spent preparing, with details on getting the exact spices and flavors and then showcasing the food in glorious displays of gustatorial delight. "Of course the gravy needs to be in a gravy boat" - "Put the cheese with the crackers on the relish tray" - "Cut the turkey neatly and stack it here on the serving tray" - "Not that spoon, get a serving spoon". That was all done and more when we released the hounds. The food stood less of a chance than a three legged, one-eyed wildebeast against a pride of hungry lions.
I am definitely thankful........, thankful I got my hands out of the way in time. Next year we are getting a trough.
You may get this more if you read (or re-read) these older posts: "A Serious One" from 4/6/08 "Alphabet diseases" from 11/13/07 and "Questions" from 1/20/08 I am still trying to get answers to the Questions asked in the post above. I have not found any that are worthy of printing. I have come up with more questions: How does one handle seeing the continual decline of their spouse and not being able to do a thing about it? How do you take the inability of your 53 year old wife to get out of bed, or in and out of the shower unaided? How do you answer questions that beg not to be asked, like: will I see Bailey (our daughter, a rising senior)graduate; will Hannah (our granddaughter - almost 3) remember me; or will I see Landon (or grandson - 6 months) walk? How do you comfort your bride of 35+ years when she looks at you with tears streaming down her face? Most of all, how do you offer support and help when you are so damn mad at the world and the situa...
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