My Thanksgiving was a good one. My daughter-in-law and grandkids went to Tennessee to have Thanksgiving with her Grannie who is in her 90's and asked if they would come down. It is the first Thanksgiving I have ever spent without them, but I kept reminding myself of Grannie's age and survived okay. My sister Nancy from Jeffersonville came up and spent the night with me Wednesday night and we got up and cooked the turkey and "fixins" at a leisurely pace while drinking coffee and visiting. My Mom, youngest sister Joyce, her husband, their daughter and her boyfriend came and we had dinner together. It was quiet without the kids, but very relaxed and peaceful. We are now to the point where I can tell stories of Clinton and Joyce and Jim can tell stories about Ethan (my nephew who drowned less than 2 years after Clinton's accident) and chuckle with fond memories of their unique outlooks on life and such.
I spent Friday putting my house back in order and running over to my daughter-in-laws and cleaning her house and letting the dogs out.
Saturday my Mom and I made our semi-annual trip to southern Indiana to put Christmas flowers on the graves of our family there. We go to 7 different cemetarys and all in all it is about a 10 hour day. I was pleasantly surprised when I got a call from my youngest grandson about 7:00 p.m. saying they were almost home and could he please come spend the night with me and by the way, did I still have pumplin pie.
Today was rainy so after church we just came home and he played on the computer and we visited. All in all, a pretty low key holiday weekend.
Sounds like a good many of us are slowly but surely realizing that we are so much stronger than we think, that we can and have survived things that we never thought possible. There is still beauty in this world, we are so blessed that we had our precious children and as time binds up the deep gashes inflicted on our hearts, we are able to reflect and cherish the beautiful memories of the gifts of our sons and daughters.
A special thanks to Barbara for "introducing" this "mercy ship" called FMO and giving us such a wonderful avenue to come together and help each other as only we Mother's can. I love you all and treasure you more than you will ever know...Lynn
I spent Friday putting my house back in order and running over to my daughter-in-laws and cleaning her house and letting the dogs out.
Saturday my Mom and I made our semi-annual trip to southern Indiana to put Christmas flowers on the graves of our family there. We go to 7 different cemetarys and all in all it is about a 10 hour day. I was pleasantly surprised when I got a call from my youngest grandson about 7:00 p.m. saying they were almost home and could he please come spend the night with me and by the way, did I still have pumplin pie.
Today was rainy so after church we just came home and he played on the computer and we visited. All in all, a pretty low key holiday weekend.
Sounds like a good many of us are slowly but surely realizing that we are so much stronger than we think, that we can and have survived things that we never thought possible. There is still beauty in this world, we are so blessed that we had our precious children and as time binds up the deep gashes inflicted on our hearts, we are able to reflect and cherish the beautiful memories of the gifts of our sons and daughters.
A special thanks to Barbara for "introducing" this "mercy ship" called FMO and giving us such a wonderful avenue to come together and help each other as only we Mother's can. I love you all and treasure you more than you will ever know...Lynn
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Your thanksgiving sounds,,lovely and peaceful,,,but I thought you were going to say you were drinking wine instead of coffee!!!hahha
Beautifully written....I am glad you had peace and a good Thanksgiving. Yes, we are moving forward even though there was a time we thought it was never possible. Yes, much thankfulness is in order for dear sweet Barbara. God bless you ...love, dale...brandon\'s mom
Your Thanksgiving sounded wonderful - fellowship and fond memories. An uplifting journal message for sure - thank YOU!
Your day sounds like it was relaxing and wonderful... quiet but I find that so good right now.
Hugs, MaryLou
A very nice weekend indeed. It seems the journals I\'ve been reading about our Thanksgivings have mostly been those of quiet moments, low key days, remembrances with laughter, and a few tears, and all in all, gentle, peaceful days of true thanksgiving. Such a gift! I am very thankful for you dear friend! I love you!
Aww... the \"mercy ship...\" I love that and yes, so much gratitude to Barbara, the birthing of her vision and now we are each asked to be the midwives to one another.
Your holiday feels as if it was gentle on your heart dear friend and I enjoyed hearing about it.
Hope you are keeping everyone in the office \"in line\" these days. lol
Lots of love,
Joanei
Oh Lynn...I could sense the peace in your journal. I agree...here we are surviving and having peaceful holidays. Who would have thought that possible? I LOVE that your grandson just had to get him some grandmother time and of course a little pie! That makes me smile. Take care of you sweet friend...Karen
Nothing like Grandma\'s pumpkin pie!
Sometimes peaceful, quiet holidays are the best. You are right ~ those of us who lost our precious children two or more years ago are finding more peace and moments of silliness and joy.
It is my hope that the more recently bereaved Moms will grasp onto these lines of hope.
Sending much love and post-Thanksgiving hugs ~ with an extra little squeeze for YOU ~ Debbie
Lynn, so happy your Thanksgiving was peaceful. And the sweet memories shared of Clinton and your nephew. Bittersweet but the memories sound more sweet than bitter. I too journaled about the gentleness of my Thanksgiving. Those of us together on this mercy ship are healing! Praise God. Much love to you and Clinton, Linda
Such a beautiful family weekend. You are blessed to have your loving family around you. Terry