My family. They support me in all ways.
When I had little cash my son in law number two would travel to my house to remove snow in an area that produced snow every day. He would still do it if I still lived in snow country. He would also pay for my vehicle repairs expecting nothing in return.
My son who promised his dad that he would live with me for at least a year after his dad passed away so I wouldn't be alone. He gave up his social life to make sure I was taken care of for that year.
|All the kiddos love their uncle. He's fun, too.|
To daughter number one who takes off time from work so she can support me during doctor visits and scary tests.
Daughter number one (again) who has phoned me every night since she's left home for college when she was 18. She's now in her early forties. I can literally count on one hand the days she's missed in all those years.
|Daughter number one who's publisher is currently blitzing|
her newest novel, 'Undercover in Six Inch Stilettos'.
As her mom, I'm shamelessly promoting her efforts by
by letting you know the book will be available in 10 days
on amazon.com Search author Carolyn LaRoche.
To daughter number three who calls me a couple times a week to see I if I want to go on an adventure with her and the kids.
|Daughter three with a mom whose eyes closed when the |
picture was taken.
To son in law number one who fixes what needs to be fixed and goes to breakfast with me when he's off work. He takes me to Sam's Club and carries the heavy items in the house so I don't have to.
Son in law number three who hugs me when I cry because my heart hurts. He's very tall and cleans the high windows so I don't have to crawl on a chair and changes light bulbs when I can't reach them.
Daughter number two who has her kiddos call me once a week to say good night and tell me they love me and miss me.
And last, but not least, Marley the pup who keeps me company 24 hours a day. She is so magnanimous that she allows me to sleep in my bed with her. Her happiness when I walk in the door feeds my spirit with all those things that are good.
|You've seen this mug before. Marley is my 'roommate'.|
I'm thankful for my small grandkids who rush me with loud happy cries of "LaLa" when I walk in a room. And the two older ones who like to spend time with me and are not afraid to hug me or hold my hand while walking in public. The oldest is twelve. You know how holding grandma's hand in public may be shameful to some twelve year olds. Not this one.
I have more grandchildren, but they don't know me well yet because my son married their mom only a year ago. It doesn't help that they're 900 miles away.
|Our last dance at daughter umber two's wedding.|
I pray that each of you have many things to be thankful for. I'd love to hear from you, hoping you feel comfortable in sharing your blessings with us.