Turkey at Last!

I would be lying if I said I wasn't upset about our cancelled Thanksgiving plans. The highlights of recent years have included every time we've been with my siblings and their families. I see them far more than you because I have that 'chick thing' I do during the summers and those 'runaway weekends' when I just drive up north to see them. You have only joined me on the holidays, and Thanksgiving is your favorite. After a fabulous meal, we play games. We play Balderdash and Scattergories and Pictionary. There are other games too. Once my siblings discovered that Trivial Pursuit was the only game I could kill them playing, they were willing to play with me again. I don't win those other games, so I think they have lowered my status from 'most brilliant person in the world' to something more akin to 'kind of smart person'. I knew they would be doing fantastically wonderful things together and laughing so hard they would cry. I knew the conversations would be fun and interesting and the day would have been filled with love, comfort and laughter. Sitting in the hospital with Dad and having a highly salacious turkey pot pie by myself at 7:00 p.m. was not the way I had wanted to spend the day but I wasn't having a pity party. Here's where my faith comes in. I believe God loves me and has a plan for me. I believe He will stay with me and, if I am lucky, two things will happen: 1)I will be strong enough to withstand what is happening to you and Dad and, 2), this will be the most difficult trial He ever puts me through. If #2 is true, I will feel far more blessed that I do already. And I do feel blessed, extremely blessed.

Sometime during the day today (Friday) you mentioned that David had invited us to dinner. Then you said it was his Thanksgiving dinner. His children had spent Thursday with their respective mothers, and they were having Friday turkey dinner at his house. I called and asked if I could bring corn pudding, the dish I had planned to make for our own Thanksgiving dinner. I cleaned a bit, rode my bike, visited Dad in the hospital, and baked the corn pudding. I had to make a mayday call to Suzin to find out if I was supposed to cook it covered but the dish turned out to be delicious. Katy, Laurie, Nancy and David's more fun friends turned out to be there. We had a great time. The decor was 'hangloose' as always but it was fun and relaxed. David's cousin was there, and she works for a medical marijuana collective. She was quite an interesting person and filled me in on more medical marijuana information than I knew existed. She said that both my 'boys' qualified for it. You wouldn't get 'highs' from it; you'd both get pain relief, and you would also get some tumor shrinkage. When I left, she gave me her card. On it was a picture of the facility. It's beautiful. There's a lounge for people who want to use their 'medication' onsite instead of taking it home. I wonder if you'll go for the idea.

You went home ahead of me, not really saying your goodbyes when you left, as is your style. I stayed until almost nine. I was so glad to have finally had a Thanksgiving dinner and people with whom to share it.