Thanksgiving, 2015. Another wonderful family time. ‘Tis the one time each (well almost each) year when two of our children, and their children, join us in Arizona.
And what a treat it was this year – five children – 16, 15, 14, 13 and 9 years old – flanking our table. Needless to say, the bounteous food was bounteously consumed!
My 15 year old granddaughter is a serious dancer. I only wish we could lure her from Portland to the outstanding dance program at the University of Arizona. We’re trying!
My super-bright 16 year old grandson – taking virtually all advanced and college courses in his junior year of high school – also patiently loaded all the children’s email addresses on my husband’s phone. Who knows, I might even send, courtesy of the voice function, an email or two to the grandchildren. And perhaps, just perhaps, wonder of wonders, I might get one back.
Regardless, I have so much to be thankful for. The memories of this Thanksgiving are just one more set of blessings for which I truly am eternally grateful.