This little Thanksgiving poem was read in church on Sunday, and it spoke to a lot of us...so I thought I would share it with you today, on Thanksgiving Day, 2022.
So today, I am counting my "joys instead of my woes..." As I am sick and had to cancel our Thanksgiving dinner with our family. It started up Tuesday afternoon, thankfully after I was able to meet with my brother and his wife and their daughter for breakfast and a tour of Dixie Cottage and then also they came to our house for a little while as my niece had never been here before and wanted to see the pond, etc.
I had a little bit of a scratchy throat that morning, but I have allergies and didn't think much of it because I still felt just fine. But later in the afternoon, long after they had left, I started going downhill with more symptoms of sinusitis, etc. I went to our Dr. for a Covid test just to be sure, and it was negative. They said it appeared to be sinusitis, and really there's not much that can be done for that except just drink lots of fluids, rest, and take tylenol and cold medicinc and vitamin C. So that is what I've been doing, but by Wednesday morning I was running fever and chills and aches and pains, so I had to call my sister to let her know that I would not be able to cook a Thanksgiving dinner here, and they will have to figure out something else. They managed to find everything they needed at their local Costco, as they live near the city and have a lot more options than we do here, so they will be fine, but we will miss being together.
Our kids Rose and Benton are going to go ahead and cook the 20 lb. turkey that was supposed to be for our big group since it was already thawed out, and they also will fix all the necessary sides and bring us a plate today. Son Scott is also coming. I do feel some better this morning, but still not well enough to host a big dinner by any means. However, before I got sick I did manage to get our house back in order after all the upheaval from the floor installation. I wanted to have everything ready for today:
All the Thanksgiving turkeys and pilgrims and pumpkins are back in place...
Ready to welcome our guests and set a festive air. Hubby says I worked too hard over the past couple of weeks with all of the packing, dust, mess, unpacking, etc., and that probably lowered my resistance so I got sick. I know I did breathe a lot of dust in the process...but thankfully our house is pretty much dust free now! LOL. (for now, I should say...that does take regular maintenance).
I even got Pamela's Victorian Cottage back together again, and installed new light fixtures...after that mystery light incident last month that I told you about HERE. It did turn out that the batteries had exploded in the container and so that set of lights had to be discarded. I finally found some new ones at the Dollar General, and now the little family is all comfy and cozy in their bright little house again, and ready for Thankgiving:
Well, dear friends, that's about it. I must be getting better because I was able to sit up at my computer and write this, which I couldn't do yesterday. I am very thankful that this wasn't anything too serious, but mainly very annoying because of the timing and disappointment for everyone. But God knows best. It's very foggy out there this morning and perhaps it wouldn't be a good day to travel the two hours here from my sister's house over the river and through the woods. God always knows best.
"Count your health
instead of your wealth,
Count on God instead of yourself."
Amen.
Give thanks, with a thankful heart...
Have a blessed Thanksgiving Day my friends, wherever you are and whatever your circumstances.
Thanksgiving is a state of the heart that should last all year round.
