I am thinking about Thanksgiving.
In my previous life, Pre-Rick, in my "trial 22 year marriage", I got so absorbed in the holidays, with decorating, buying, wrapping, buying, wrapping, and more buying. All of this action was to attempt to ignore the void created by an invisible (he lived there, but only in body) husband/father in my/daughter's life.
Times are different now, Thank God. My daughter has grown into a beautiful young woman. She has come a long way baby! I am married to a good man, who loves me and my kid (ok, she is 26, but she is my KID). I don't have an uncontrollable desire to go mad-dog with holidays now.
This Thanksgiving we get to spend time with daughter and her fiance, and this Christmas, his family will enjoy them. The kid's, as I call my daughter and her fiance, rotate, as most couples do with family holidays.
I think this Thanksgiving I am going to attempt to bake. I think I am the only 49 year old (I AM 49 until TUESDAY) that does not know how to bake without burning.
Since marrying Rick, I have not done a lot of cooking. He is a master in the kitchen, and hey, why mess with a good thing, but I think I am going to kick his butt out and make a real pie, with real fruit, not out of a can, and homemade crust.
I am not sure anyone will be thrilled about it, but, I want to give it a go.
Our lives are so full of "stuff". Job pressures, friend obligations, money situations, broken toilets, gas prices........................this list goes on. I whine, can you believe it, daily about something.
I want to work on being aware of all I have to be thankful about.
I love my husband. He can be a bastard on occasion , but he is mine, all mine, and trust me, I am not "a walk in the park" to live with. He loves me unconditionally. I know I have MANY flaws, and he never ever brings them up, or shoves them in my face. He makes me smile. He is moral. He is good. He is a hard worker. He is not opinionated, he is always right. (that one is tough). He loves animals. He loves my kid. He cares.
I am thankful that God dropped this man in my lap, when I did not expect it, nor want it, and he is my husband.
This was a ramble but hey, sometimes I have to do that.................
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