This hasn't been the most joyful Thanksgiving of my life, but then they
can't all be.  And it hasn't been the worst either.

Its been more of a quiet time to think.  I've had so many loses this year.
I promised myself that this year I would make to point to remember to be
thankful for what I had as well as what I have left.  I always knew that
with a very large family that was getting older there would come years of
loss.  But there are always those that are too soon as well.  So this year
especially I miss my mother Page and my brother Dick.  And my Aunt Ena and
Aunt Fanny and Uncle Bob.

I'm thankful that I still have my two aunts, Mae and Helen.  For my
brother's family.  For my sister and her family.  For my daughters and for
my grandsons.  And for Charlie.

I'm thankful that dinner is over and mostly cleaned up.  And that it wasn't
awful.

I'm thankful that my daughters actually seemed to enjoy each others company.
And that Charlie managed not to argue with the oldest one for almost two
hours.  And for a future son-in-law that I'm learning to love and his Mom
that my daughter already loves.

And I'm thankful for friends scattered far and wide, those I've met and
those I have yet to meet.  You all make my life richer.  Thank you

Jo