Happy Thanksgiving Uncle Charles... "Who died with His boots ON"........

Today I had the random thought that for Thanksgiving this year....  I wish I had the financial flexibility to order a plane ticket for two.  Do they serve Roasted Turkey  & Mashed ‘Taters in Belize?  I don’t know?  Cold here. Hot there.  Duh.

Expectations.  That is what the Holidays are.  Expectations of “Family”.   I have learned that “Family” is what you make… not what you are necessarily Given.  Or Maybe it IS.  DAMMIT.

My last ‘ Big Family Occasion”  with my Family was a Reunion.   No One should be subjected to a Normal Reunion.  Let alone one with MY family.  Unless they can afford the Therapy Expenses that come with it.

The day before ‘our’ Reunion my Uncle Charles turned Blue and died on my Mothers couch.

 My Aunt came out  of the kitchen and looked at him and said, “Ummm, How long has he NOT been snoring?”.

 Really Boys?…. You did NOT notice he was no longer watching the Football Game… Helllooooooo… Jeeeezuz.

His final Urination on my Mothers leather sofa becoming another reason for her to have  an excuse to Self Medicate on his left over Narcotics for the remaining "official" time of the Family Reunion.... while making a  one time speedy trip to Pier One to put a new couch on hold.  

 I’d have done the same thing…. But we were all given instructions of Sobriety on the Invitation.  NO Alcohol.  Due largely to the Families Christianity and AA beliefs.   Damn our luck.  It was first come and first serve on the Oxycotin…..  

I hope that Charles is sitting somewhere in Heaven … with his size Bazillion Cowboy Boots On… and is smiling because he missed the REST of the Reunion.  Or maybe he‘s smiling because … He now has the cure for cancer… and can really fix a jet airplane on the phone.  Or maybe he's smiling because he can eat all the Roasted Turkey Skin off the Turkey and NO ONE will judge him.

Regardless, for whatever reason………..  Tonight………. I’m thinking’ of Uncle Charles…  and the laughter that he left us with.

Tomorrow.  I will share Thanksgiving with The love of My Life and the child who has become my ‘other’ child….  Kaden.    We… Three… are a Family tomorrow.

Laughter.  Love.  That is what I want for my LIFE.

LIVE like Snow..........

I'm Sittin’ here watchin’ the snow fall,  I can’t help but think about how life changes in ways we never expect it too.

 Like the snow that keeps falling…. every flake of our life is so different.

Beautiful and Elegant.  Rough and Melted.

I used to think I knew what my life would hold.  I planned it out.  Envisioned it.  And was then constantly disappointed that it didn’t turn out the way I thought it would.

There was this turning point when I realized that My Life was just NEVER going to be what I had thought it would be.  What an amazing thing that was.

We get what we Fear.  I believe that.  Let FEAR GO.  That is the answer.

Just Live and Land.  Settle then Grow.  Then Melt when you are Supposed To and Land Somewhere Else.

We ARE where we ARE supposed to be When we are There.

I love when the trees are covered in fresh snow.  The vines sparkly white.  The air is quieter when it snows than any other time.

It’s a Blanket on the World.  We can sleep now.

How did LIFE get so good?  I just quit fighting it and let it happen.

 Like the Snow… we have no Control.

We  Land.  We settle.  We Grow.  We Melt....

.... maybe....

....... if  'Our Story' isn't done...

.......We Snow somewhere else............

I have Landed.

 My Story has just Begun..........