Waiting... for November to end. This month has not been very kind to me or my family.
Realizing... that life is short. My Uncle died last week, the day before Thanksgiving. This is my parents' generation. And now there are two Uncles that have passed away. It scares me more than I will admit. I don't like to think about my parents getting older.
Hoping... that this dime/penny sized hole in my chest heals quickly and doesn't leave too much of a scar. Actually a scar I can handle, a hole...not so much.
Eating... our own personal Thanksgiving. We spent Thanksgiving with my side of the family this year as the husband's parents were out of town. Every year, for as long as I can remember, the husband has made a turkey and all the fixings (a week or two after Thanksgiving) just for us. Tonight is that night. Yay!
My Uncle |