Family dr selfie! We spent the day nursing colds, going to the pediatrician for expensive shots, and driving 45 min to the one pharmacy that had the medication we needed in stock. We don’t really have plans for Thanksgiving tomorrow, just being at home together and my sweet mom is bringing us dinner since we won’t make it to any festivities. I admit, it’s not what I thought Thanksgiving would look like. It hurt to miss the Fourth of July, but at this point in the year, we’ve missed holidays and church and birthdays and weddings so I’m just like, “Meh, par for the course.” It sounds super depressing, this year of “missed” things, until I realize all that we’ve gained. It’s like we’re on a study abroad where all the usual activities and routines are suspended for a short time while we gain a new perspective in a different place. And what a perspective. Yesterday we were sick sick sick, but as I sat there rocking my sleeping baby and looking at my husband resting on the bed, I realized this isn’t the worst thing ever. In fact, I was grateful for that beautiful moment for many reasons. (Like how no one was in the hospital!!!) Not because I’m some kind of unnatural super positive goody goody—believe me, I did my fair share of complaining and asking “Whhhhyyyy?!” yesterday, too... but I am amazed that when you have to trim even what you thought were the indispensable happy things (like holidays), as long as you are together and there is love you’ve got something to be thankful for. “And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow,
stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'til his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas [or any day], perhaps, means a little bit more.”
