I'm guilty. I never realized how much, but I have taken my blessings for granted, big time. Four sisters, two parents and in laws all within driving distance here in Northern, CA. That's a pretty big blessing, but an even bigger one? We all get along. Better than that, we all love each other and enjoy time spent together. Pretty Hallmark, huh?
I thought it would always be like that. I mean sure, my brain realized that people would age and health would deteriorate, but my heart sure didn't believe that. This year, my heart cannot deny the fact that there are family members suffering, with mobility that's compromised, pain that continues in spite of what doctors can throw at it. Will we all be together this year? I still cannot accept that it might not happen, that pain and mobility and suffering would overshadow our Hallmark celebration. My brain can accept it, but my heart cannot.
I finally understand why holidays are so difficult for some because blessings don't last forever, even though the love does. Do you have loved ones that you can't celebrate with this Thanksgiving? How do you keep them close to your heart?