I left the house earlier this evening with my trusty, and eager…shorkies, anxious to explore the neighborhood.
While we trotted around the neighborhood and back down the hike and bike trail, Brandy pulling me along like there was a fire somewhere, I reflected on the earlier conversation I had with my son, Josh-the lovely Rayven’s daddy. Seems they are temporarily homeless at the moment, although his girlfriend’s mom has kindly stepped in to let them stay for awhile. How long, I’m not sure, hopefully long enough for him to secure a new job, because he definitely needs that to be able to someday get their own place.
Please say a prayer that he gets the job he’s going for, it isn’t ideal, but it’s a job, a place to start from and he’s at his ropes end right now. Roaming from friend to family member is no way for a new family to live either. I’m confident that God will lead him where he needs to go, and speaking of Him, I guess He decided now was not the time for me to be traipsing off to Ohio (how I longed to sing that song) to see my new granddaughter.
Things have a way of working themselves out, even if it’s not the outcome you might have hoped for. So, I will say this mantra and repeat it; I will go on with the usual Thanksgiving plan, and I will love it. I love my family, don’t get me wrong, they just unintentially get under my skin sometimes, just like everyone’s family, I’m sure. I get on my inlaw’s nerves sometimes too. Paleo living clashes with old traditions so….anyway.
I’ve submitted a new pic of my loves for you to enjoy (some of you, a second viewing) and for me to keep pining for, if only a little while longer.
I hope you all have a very happy Thanksgiving and please, love the ones your with, they’re all you’ve got! ❤️