In anticipation of Thanksgiving, I would like to extend a “Happy Thanksgiving” to all may past, present and future family. The ones who I have lost through the years, whose graves I will never visit but who I still hold close in my heart and memory. The ones, who’s faces I see almost daily in pictures and whose graves I still visit. The ones who have been lost, who I still deeply love, and who have left me wondering if we will ever reconcile. The ones who are still here and put up with me. Lastly, the ones who I have not yet met but know in my heart that I will welcome you to my family no matter what. Know that I always keep you all in my prayers. The beauty of the written word is that it can help heal the writer. It can help organize the mind and prioritize the heart.
This year (every year), I am again truly thankful for my wife who helps keep me sane in this insane life. I am thankful for my daughter who despite her boyfriends initial insistence on being a big, insulting, asshole, I feel is turning the corner with him. While I still feel like that they deserve each other, now, it’s not out of spite, but out of love. Growing up can be painful. However, the ability to keep growing with the one you love is what separates the good ones from the bad. Recognizing that love is a choice, is a huge hurdle in that maturity. My only hope for her is that denial and complacency isn’t a substitute for commitment. I know it was for me, and it took a long time to understand that. I am thankful that my son is starting to take his life seriously and is making education a priority. I just hope his mother and step-father will cut him enough slack until he is ready to fly from the nest. My wish for him is to continue to make small strides in that direction. Inch by inch, and all,. Hell, I was on the 15 year plan. OMG, that sounds awful, even to me now. At the time, it went by so fast and it felt like I was always back on my heels. I felt completely out of control; as if I couldn’t control what I was doing.
A big shout out to all those in “the game” (GOW), addicted, in-denial, and broke. It’s a spiral I’m glad I was able to break free from. I pray for you all daily. It’s just like any other addiction.
We went and saw Justice League last night. It seemed a bit darker and a bit more twisted than the Marvel movie, but was very entertaining. Marvel (Ragnarock) had much more levity and seemed much lighter in production. The story/content was just as dark but the execution seemed much darker in Justice League. When we got home last night, I stayed up and made chicken soup. I will say that its much harder to strip the meat off a whole chicken after refrigeration, than immediately after roasting. I won’t make that mistake again. I get to leave work early today (hence the Cartman quote). when I get home, I have to cook some stuff for tomorrow. We are making roasted brussel sprouts with wild rice and the typical/traditional green bean casserole (yummy). We already gave my sister-in-law the turkey.
Happy Thanksgiving, One and All,
-Rat