Thanksgiving enjoyed, a belated tale
It was a grand time had with nearly all of us and the families over Thanksgiving (except for mine – they were scattered across 4 states this year). Nephews and nieces were discovered as being neater and funner to be around from what I last remembered. I know we all are so proud and live the many daily blessing of family, and rightfully so.
One regret I continue to struggle with in moving away from Kansas many years ago is that our families know of each other only by a brief time spent together over a few days each year. It remains a tough pill for me to swallow that my FD and FS didn’t/don’t know their Grandparents, uncles and aunts, and cousins better, and vice versa. Fortunately the solice I take in that personal decision (to move) is apparent when I look at our family’s careers, experiences, opportunities and successes, realizing it was the best and right thing for us to do, knowing we had the unconditional support of everyone back “home”. Then my regrets quickly fade.
My personal favorite month is just about over. It has found me taking 856 photos so far this month (as of this day and time of morning).
I’m so glad we did just that.

While back in Kansas for a long weekend, advantage was taken of an infrequent opportunity to golf with Dad and the two FBs. We typically only golf together one Friday per year – at the Ellis County Relay for Life Golf Tournament every June. We need the practice in order to beat Dad’s foursome of grandkids (FD does/has not played…and really doesn’t have a desire to play ever since she ever-so-bravely stood up to a 9-iron thump on the head at an early age, while at a driving range with dear ol’ dad…ruined to golf recreation for her, for life I think).
