Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day.
The house smells like pumpkin pie.
Sloane rubs her eyes - too tired to stay up any longer.
I sit and sigh, and know I am a woman blessed.
Happy Thanksgiving, friends. I am so very thankful for you.
The house smells like pumpkin pie.
Sloane rubs her eyes - too tired to stay up any longer.
I sit and sigh, and know I am a woman blessed.
Happy Thanksgiving, friends. I am so very thankful for you.
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And I am thankful for you. I hope your day is blessed and full of warm hugs and tummies.
Happy Thanksgiving. Hope your day went well.
Thankful for you as well.
And now, it's gone . . . can you believe? I went for a walk with my mum, after the big meal and everyone else went their separate ways. We could hear people out playing horseshoes to the right, see a family gathered around the kitchen table to left. It reminded us what a great holiday it is, indeed.
As for you, I pray the blessings continue with each passing day!
Relyn,
Such a lovely post. I too am thankful for you and your blog to come by and visit. A safe haven with lovely words and thoughts of comfort for those of us who are weary from our daily activities and in need of a bit of kindness.
Hugs,
Karen
Catching up and reading your posts. I am grateful for you, as well, and the haven your "fire" brings me! I hope your Thanksgiving was as divine as you deserved!
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