We are home. It is just after 9:00 here, and we've probably been home about an hour and a half. Once again, we've managed to prepare a full-fledged, traditional (but diabetic-friendly -- always) Thanksgiving feast, and then pack and haul it all across the city to the assisted living facility where Master's parents live.
We gathered there with His (our?) ex-wife, His children, the boyfriend of the daughter, Grandma and Grandpa, an employee from Master's agency, and the family dog. We hardly even blink nowadays as we schlepp it all in and set it all up and produce a moveable feast right there in the community space at "the home." Tah Dah!
Then, it's a matter of clearing, cleaning, re-packing -- and dragging it all home again...
There is the sense of accomplishment; the knowledge that we pulled it off and that it was good -- and there is an unbelievable tiredness. But, once again we were all together, against all the odds. That is amazing in itself.
For my part, I notice, that a holiday that once was laden with the dread of family angst is lighter. After four and a half years, I am finally able to find the places where I can simply flow with the day and enjoy the things that I do enjoy in this. Even last night, when I answered my phone to find Mother on the other end, it was only to note that I felt sad for her and no longer angry with her. She has finally managed to drive pretty much everyone away, and so will be limited to the company of the fellow that she "dates" for dinner on the holiday. I also notice that my sadness for her does not make me feel compelled to try to "fix" it for her. My life is here.
Tomorrow, we will gather with T's mom and her niece and nephew. We'll settle in and dine on a Mexican meal -- a break from the turkey frenzy of today, and that will be another part of our weekend together.
We'll take note of the passage of time, of years marked in careers and relationships and in this place. It seems that, for us, this time has brought a number of turnings. Turnings that continue to bring us back to this -- we are home, here, together.
Wherever you are this night; whatever you are doing; whoever it is that you are holding close in your hearts -- may you be as rich in family and love as we feel.
swan
swan;
ReplyDeleteYour last paragraph touched me to the point of tears. With many major choices and things that have come my way over the years, and how many of them have gone wrong, i sometimes forget just how lucky i am sometimes to be alive and healthy (to a certain extent) as over the last few years, i have watched too many close friends fall to major illness and family surcome to death to remember those that are still here and the spirits of those who still watch over me from time to time. Goddess bless to you and your family swan....your writings bring chills to my spine and tears to my eyes...
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Swan,T, and Tom....
ReplyDeleteA lovely post for a lovely day, our family is a complicated one too...but, we perservere...Happy Thanksgiving,
bonorth
"......and the family dog."
ReplyDeleteWho without doubt immedeately started on the "They Never Feed Me! I never get Pettin's!! Look At Poor Me And Feed Me!!!!!" routine ;)
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