This was our first Thanksgiving without my dad. It was sad. As I cooked the turkey and mashed the turnip I had eyes filled with tears. When we sat down and I held my husbands hand to say grace, I was suddenly stricken with fear.
I feel so alone. I miss my parents so much. All I could mutter was thank you God for the bird. My guest snorted and then we all laughed.
The reality, is that I am very thankful for much, but I am also filled with grief.
This fall has been difficult on so many levels and things are not letting up. One thing I do know, is that God loves me and has been very present lately. For this, I give great thanks.
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