"If it looks like the sun isn't going to shine, look for the rainbow. If it looks like the sun is really not going to shine, be the Rainbow."
|Rainbows are real|
Imagine skiing downward through wind-driven snow. You are prepared: yet the air is frigid. The snow sticks to your clothes. Your vision is blurred in fogginess. Your skis launch over a mogul. You turn mid-air-and wham- the sun pierces open a completely different perspective. The sky bleeds pure blue sky. The view is majestic. And forever.
When faced with serious illness, there is a choice. You can stop in the storm and wallow at your misfortune. Or you can exercise faith: pivot through in wonder, actively seeking rainbows.
This Thanksgiving, human rainbows found us. Embraced us.
We have known some of the guests since they were in kindergarten.
And now they are parents, and their parents are grandparents
|Kelly Morris is Principal at the local elementary school|
All this joy was made possible when our daughter-in-law's sister opened her home to include our side of the family. Kelly did an amazing job of organizing a spectacular evening, forever engraved in our hearts. Two turkeys, smoked rib eye appetizers, a cheese tray the size of Delaware, etc. etc. Every bite, as my mother-in-law likes to say, was dee-licious.
As pictures are worth a thousand words- here's the rest of a novel you can finish in under a minute.
|Our grandson's feast|
Mack is starting to find his voice. Most of his sounds are punctuated with the word "ball'". He's not into plates yet. But he is into throwing.
|Our granddaughter taking a break|
Charley is 4 now, and a big help in the kitchen. She renamed the appetizer she passed around as Angel Eggs. No way was she going to pass out devilled eggs.
Along with a couple gluten-free variations on holiday vegetable dishes, we brought Kelly a small growing arrangement of live traditional herbs.
|Eric Plunk, daughter Alden and Charley|
|Shannon with Alden|
Growing up, I adored crazy Uncle Frank. He was audacious, politically incorrect and a pure adrenaline rush.
Our grandchildren have Crazy Uncle Eric. As Eric is 6'6" tall- how high in the air does that put Mack?
|Kenny and Shannon have been smooching since high school|
Thanksgiving is tucked away...Merry Christmas, Everyone!
Thank you to Kenny for most of the pictures on this post.