Smile at each other, smile at your wife, smile at your husband, smile at your children, smile at each other - it doesn't matter who it is and that will help you to grow up in greater love for each other.
My grandmother's house at Thanksgiving.
I loved this shot. I love it even more in color. I love the cross on the wall and how it just really captured our grandmother's home. Hama's house is the epitome of grandparent's houses. At least for my generation. Warm-cozy-home cooking in the air- memories of every room.
I am sure Toonces will tell me I used the world epitome wrong.
I am not the writer!
Thanksgiving was wonderful despite the fact that our style of life has changed. My husband is now in the role of caregiver for his father. My father in law is now confined to a bed on oxygen. Comfortable and still sharp as a tack but confined none the less. Round the clock nursing care. It is a passage of life most all of us have to take but knowing that doesn't make it easier. It is a turn, of course, we can handle. As much as I miss the time we normally have together it's okay- I love him even more. I can't explain that but I am betting that many of you that have been through it understand. I wish I could be the genie in the bottle and do everything for him but sadly I can be of little real help in most matters. So I just try to make life at home as easy and restful as possible for him and chip in where I can. And nights alone, like tree trimming at home this weekend, are even more special.
It is funny how life can suddenly shift to where very little outside your immediate family and friends matter much at all. You just take day by day. I mean we all say that but you really do just take day by day by day.
I'm really proud of the man and son my husband is.
some more photos from our Thanksgiving at Grandma's and Bbelle here the night before.
Cheers and All Best!
I think their hair is very close to the same color. (Seth and Madi, cousins)
AND there was the normal football game...