Nov 18, 2018

The Signs of My Boys

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The sound of the piano fills my home and the cello, Claire, sits in her proper place. These are signs my two sons are home for thanksgiving week. Molly, the pianist’s wife, sits nearby crocheting a blanket.


This will be a good week of giving thanks for these beautiful people who grace my life.


Today I rejoice with those of you who rejoice this week. I weep with those of you who weep. Together we sojourn in spirit.


Nov 27, 2018

Those are always moments to cherish. We had our first Thanksgiving without being able to get away and see family due to car issues. It made me think about those who struggle at the holidays because maybe they don’t have family or maybe can‘t or don’t want to visit family. I’m hoping that next year we can organize some kind of a “Friendsgiving” because I imagine more people are by themselves than we realize.

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