Thanksgiving Thankfulness

I was not in a good place Wednesday night.

As I was making my dinner plate, I overheard my MIL talking about all the things she needed to do for Thanksgiving dinner.

Randall immediately told her that he and I would be happy to help with anything she needed help with.

She politely declined.

I don't know why but I instantly became homesick.

I instantly started missing my Mom.

I teared up.  Teared up while making my dinner plate.  I had tears dripping into my eggs.

Randall was beside himself.  He totally had no clue as to why I was crying.  He thought I was upset over the soda almost being all gone.

It so was not the soda.

So I eat dinner in my melancholy mood, fighting tears as I ate.  I kept thinking about home and how if we were home, I would be helping my Mom fix Thanksgiving dinner.

How I would be helping with the deviled eggs.

How I would be helping with the turkey.

How I would be helping with the mashed potatoes.

How I would be helping with the shuck beans.

How I would make the stuffing, even if it was Stove Top and not made from scratch.

How I would help watch the rolls so they wouldn't burn in the oven.  Mom is notorious for burning the rolls!

I can't do any of that here.  Haven't been able to do that for the three years we have been here...

I love my MIL, I really do.  But she is the type of person who will refuse help when it's offered and then complain about no one offering to help.

All these thoughts and more go through my head as I try to eat dinner.

Later, in our room, as we were winding down for the night, Randall asks me again what was wrong at dinner.

I shook my head not wanting to talk about it.  Knowing that if I did, I would start to cry again.

He continues to ask me.  So I tell him.  And cry.

He then makes me laugh by looking at me and asking, "It's me isn't it?  Me being funky is what has made you so sad, right?"

I look at him through my teary eyes.  I can't help but giggle.  I respond with, "Yes babe.  It is definitely you.  You and all your funkiness are what have caused me to be sad."

I love that I can always count on Randall to cheer me up when I'm down.

I'm thankful for that.

Hope your Thanksgiving has been full of fun, love and thanks!

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