We all gave thanks

I hope y'all had a great Thanksgiving. Ours was blessed, so blessed. We were all so happy because, one: I have a real job (YAY!!) and two: our family was together again. You know what it's like to be separated from your family for whatever period of time and then your family is together again. Every minute is precious. Casey got home Wednesday afternoon and I don't think I stopped smiling until he left this evening. As I stood out in front of the house in the cold rain watching him drive down the street, away from us and back to his life at college, I prayed for his safe trip home and gave God thanks for the time we'd had with him this holiday.

Watching he and Charlie this past few days brought back so many memories of two little blonde headed boys playing, laughing, arguing and playing pranks on their mom.

When Casey came home on Wednesday, I was on my way to my second interview for my new job. When I got home, Casey, Charlie and I went shopping for Thanksgiving dinner makings. My sweet friend, Katy, had sent us a gift card to buy groceries with and I can't tell you what a difference it made for us. Thank you Katy. After we got home, Casey offered to treat Charlie to a movie and they went to see Hitman. I love how Casey has stepped in to be a positive male role model in Charlie's life. Casey has told me he wants to be there for Charlie, and every time he comes home he makes it a priority to spend one on one time with Charlie. I've got the best kids. I promise you I never take them for granted, I know how blessed I am.

I wasn't the only one glad to see my boys together again.










Thanksgiving was wonderful. The entire day was perfect. The boys helped me out a lot over Thanksgiving because of my knee. They helped clean house as we had company over, and they helped me cook dinner. Then they fell asleep right after dinner, one on each couch, sound asleep with their bellies full and all right in our world.
















I love my family.

Friday Charlie spent time with his dad and Casey went to play ultimate frisbee with some friends. I rested. Bliss.

Saturday we ventured out in the cold rain to go to the movies. We saw No Country For Old Men. Tommy Lee Jones, gotta love him. The movie...it was the Coen brothers...so it's a bit off. The boys and I liked it very much, but much of the audience booed when it ended. Yeah, well...people differ. Should have known going in that it was one of the Coen brother's films...so, what was the surpirse? Saturday afternoon the boys made a gingerbread house. Yup, seriously. Charlie wanted to do it, and Casey said if Charlie wanted to do it, he'd help him.



































That night Casey volunteered at church and went out with friends afterwards. It was odd not knowing where he was after midnight and I couldn't quite fall asleep. C'mon, it was cold and rainy outside...a mom worries, lol. He got home around 1:30 in the morning and told me he'd gone to a friend's house with a group and they watched movies. I slept sound the rest of the night.

This morning we went to Fellowship Church. If we'd gone to Potter's House, by the time we got home, Casey would be leaving, so I was selfish and opted for the church that got me the most time with him. Every time I stand between my boys in praise at church, I cry like a baby. I'm so grateful to have them, so thankful for them, my heart simply can't hold all the joy and I cry. Happy tears.

Honestly, there has been a lot of happy tears in my home lately. I have found a job after looking for over a year...way over a year. If I hadn't been working at the clothing shop, I'd not met my friend, Ronda, who works at the Dr's office. If I hadn't met Ronda, she'd not taken my resume in to where she works and I'd not found this great job. Thank you, Ronda.

We may not see the whole picture when we're trying to figure out where the pieces go, but God does. After all my many years, I've learned one thing; TRUST GOD.