Snapshots of the season

Thankful

 We ought to give thanks for all fortune: if it is good, because it is good, if bad, because it works in us patience, humility and the contempt of this world and the hope of our eternal country. 

-C S Lewis

Thanksgiving came. My soldier-husband got home just in time. My soldier-son drove home with his wife on a long pass. The hole in the kitchen ceiling got patched up. The turkey purchased late finally thawed out. The tall boy made the pies-with the crusts from scratch. The little boy made a cake with me. We skipped the sweet potato soufflé this year. But we found fried onions finally for the green beam casserole. We sat around the new table and laughed together and told stories and even though the group was small and we were missing the girl and our dear friends, it was special. It was family and noise and love and laughter and my heart was full.