It’s been a good long while since I’ve written and while I’ve been meaning to, time has just escaped me. So just now I said to myself, “DO IT!”
Tomorrow is going to be a fun day for me. Or night, I should say. I’m going to dinner with some of my closest friends and then we’re going to the 10:00 premier show of Breaking Dawn part 2. Of course you know, I’m a bit fanatical when it comes to anything Twilight, so I’ve been anticipating this day for a while. As I write this very post, I’m listening to the soundtrack for the final installment of the Twilight Saga. It’s bittersweet for me. Very much so.
It sounds silly, very silly, but this series has brought me so many wonderful memories with even better friends. I wouldn’t doubt if a tear or two is shed from my eyes tomorrow…
On a different note…
I’ve seen on Facebook & Twitter lately, so many people are posting about Thanksgiving and what they are thankful for. While I’ve thought about it, I’m not clever enough to think of something everyday and I just can’t bring myself to post on social media everyday what I’m thankful for. I just can’t do it. So I’ll do it here, not everyday, but now, say my thanks.
There are tons of times when the words “thanks” or “thank you” just aren’t enough. Does that make sense? Like this week. Celebrating Veteran’s Day. While my husband isn’t a veteran yet, since he’s still actively serving in the military, I feel that saying “thank you” to him isn’t enough. Saying “thank you” to the frail old man at the Arizona Memorial wearing a veteran’s hat isn’t enough. I have to show them my thanks. Not only on Veteran’s Day, but more often. Every time I see a veteran displaying that pride via a hat or shirt, my heart swells with so much gratitude and love.
During our visit with family in Florida in September, my mother-in-law, Diana, and I made a quick trip to the post office. While walking in I saw a van in the parking lot with a large decal on the back window that said “Proud WWII Veteran”. I walked past the van and noticed a sweet old man sitting in the passenger seat. I got my flat rate boxes, walked past the old man with a wave and put the boxes in the back seat of our car. Then I was compelled to go talk to this wonderful man. I told Diana I’d be right back. I had to say “thank you” to him.
I walked up to the van and asked, “Are you the WWII veteran?” He smiled and said “Yes, I am.” I told him I had to thank him for his service and told him a little about my husband being a submariner and about his Grandfather who served as a paratrooper in The War. It was a short but very sweet conversation and I felt touched just talking to him. What he went through, I will never know, but I hope our short exchange brought him joy like it did me.
As Thanksgiving approaches and Christmas after that, I find each and every year wanting to savor every moment with friends and family. I want to soak in a few moments of alone time to look back at yet another wonderful year that is almost over. Time goes far to quickly and I think to myself, each and every year, “How am I here already…. again?”. It make me appreciate the time I do have with my husband, my little one, the hot cup-a-joe in the morning and the shrieking bark from the dogs.
While everyone is rushing around preparing for the holiday, I think it’s easy to forget that it’s a time to be thankful. Take it in. Be grateful for the little and big things in life. Not just for the day or month, but like I said about Veteran’s Day, EVERY DAY.
Next week we’ll be spending Thanksgiving with family, which we haven’t done in what seems like forever, so I will be especially thankful for that. It’ll also be our first Thanksgiving with Holden. Our little love.
I’d like to thank you… whether I know you in “real” life or in the cyber one, thank you for stopping by my little piece of the big world-wide-web.
I hope all of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving.