Thursday, November 26, 2015

An Open Letter of Thanksgiving

My children with their father

Dear C and family,

I grew up with a very involved father. When I married, I gained another prime example of fatherhood in my father-in-law. And, I married a man who turned into an amazing father. Basically, I have been blessed in the father department. But, this letter is not about me, or really even fathers. It's a letter about forgiveness and the change it can bring.

I mention my wonderful experience with fathers because when I met you, your parents had just divorced. The time that I knew you, your father was not involved in your life. I never had to experience that, and your family's reaction to this is what I'm writing about today.

You spent many years without a father in your life. It was hard. I remember how hard it was on you. But when he asked to come back into your lives, you all let him. It couldn't have been easy. You must have been scared. You did it anyway. And because you forgave him and welcomed him back into your lives, you had him for 20 more years. I don't know why he was gone. It doesn't matter. I just know that he loved you immeasurably. 

Several years ago, I began to read small comments on Facebook about your father. Wonderful comments that showed without a doubt what an amazing man he was, the sort of woman I desperately want to be.  Over the past few weeks, I've read about your father slipping away from you. The pain and joy that you've felt as you watched a great man pass from our realm. I've mourned with you, although I only met him once. And I've been incredibly thankful that you got to spend all those years with your father. I am so very sorry for your loss of your Daddy.

I was lucky to have had a father who was engaged all the time I was growing up. But, I think I am also very lucky to call you friend and your mother an influence in my life. I want to say thank you for teaching me what it means to forgive. Thank you for showing me how forgiveness can change your life for the better. I hope that I will always forgive.

This Thanksgiving Day, I am so thankful that I got to be part of your family for such a short time, and that I get to see the way your family interacts with the world. This is the kind of family I want to be, and I am glad for the privilege of watching yours.

With much love,

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

It Was Worth It

We had a busy afternoon planned today, and I knew I needed to leave early to vote, but completely forgot until I was already an hour away from my polling place.

I had planned to stay at our destination for several hours, but had to leave after about an hour and a half to be able to vote.

Shortly after leaving our friend's house, we witnessed a hit and run. So, we turned around to provide witnesses for the victims (no one was injured, just vehicle damage.) 

As we drove away, I was concerned that I would miss voting, but as Xavier said, we did the right thing. I definitely would have felt guilty had I not turned around.

About 15 minutes later, we barely missed being side swiped at 60 miles an hour. It was close enough that the other car's mirror got pushed in. Xavier just about had a heart attack.

We got to the polling place at 5:43, 17 minutes before the polls closed. All the stress was worth it. Also, maybe remembering to vote early would help.

Monday, November 2, 2015

New Ironing Board Cover and Nanowrimo 2015

It's probably not the most exciting subject, but when Nanowrimo hits, I start doing other things besides writing. It helps my brain think. Yesterday, I decided I was going to work on a quilt I've been working on for quite some time. But, I needed to iron some fabric pieces, and my ironing board was in desperate need of some TLC. 
So, instead of working on my quilt, I made myself a new ironing board cover. 
I used this beautiful fabric Gary brought back from Africa for me. I still have about 5 yards, so I imagine it will show up in bits and pieces in many projects.


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