Thankful Stepford

Yesterday was Thanksgiving.

So this is my thankful post.

I have tried writing it three times, hence why it is so late getting posted. But I just can’t make the words get typed correctly.

I am thankful that Wonderful Husband got to be home for the holiday. We went to his parents for a few days and I got to experience a true family holiday.

Arriving at his parents house is like something out of a Hallmark movie. They have a huge beautiful old house that is impeccably decorated for whatever season is happening, their house is warm and cozy and welcoming. They meet you at the door with hugs and kisses and there is a solid five minutes of crazy while we try to get the car emptied and coats and shoes off and juggling Little Darling. We always bring Pixie to play with their two dogs and there is a furry gauntlet to be run every time you come back with a load from the vehicle.

Once we are in and settled, there is coffee and beer and everything in between while we meander around the kitchen and dining room discussing what has happened since we last saw each other. Being that it was a holiday, MIL, FIL, and I ended up in the kitchen prepping food with soft chatter while Wonderful Husband caught up on some sleep in the living room recliner. We made cranberry jello, and a strange orange cabbage jello that I have been reassured multiple times is a family tradition. We ripped up bread for stuffing, and I was regaled with stories of how MIL puts so much stuffing in the turkey that she has to stand on it and stomp it in. We drank and talked and worked on food for several hours and then sat around the dining room table while FIL told stories about growing up and his family history.

Thanksgiving morning, I stumbled downstairs to find the kitchen filled with smells of turkey, gravy, and all things holiday. Greeted warmly by the In-laws we sat and drank coffee while discussing who was coming for dinner and what time they would arrive. Then we took turns going to get dressed with the others watched Little Darling, who was happily playing in the dogs water bowl as if it was a tiny swimming pool.

The boys went to split wood and work in the garage while me and MIL got down to business. We washed dishes, we dried dishes, we made food, we set the table, we laughed, we drank. The atmosphere was nothing but warm and comforting and a snapshot of exactly what family should be. When the other guests arrived there was hugging and laughter and good times. We all gathered around the table and passed food around until our plates were more than full and then we ate until we couldn’t manage another single bite. People slowly filed out until it was just us and the in-laws again. We watched tv and the boys took naps. We slowly packed up and got ready to head home.

Sunday I will go to my dads parents for their Thanksgiving dinner, I won’t see my mom for this holiday. And, while the atmosphere will be warm and welcoming at my family’s house, it won’t have the same air of family that is so potent at my husbands family home. This is the only time of year that I ever feel a twinge of regret at my parents divorce. I will never have the childhood home to return to, I will never have the family sleep overs and late night history lessons. I can never again have my two parents in the same room without an awkwardness and tension that makes everyone uncomfortable.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not sad or mad or anything negative about my parents divorce. Everyone is waayy happier now and I am thankful that both of my parents are genuinely happy, even though it means they aren’t together anymore.

I am thankful that I get the best of both worlds. I am a child of a broken home with parents who no longer love each other, but I am the daughter in law of two parents who love each other very much and I get to experience wonderful holidays with all 3 of my family’s.

I am thankful for a wonderful holiday spent with my amazing family. I am thankful that I married into a wonderful family who loves me like their own and fulfills the needs my own family can’t. I am thankful that my own family was true to themselves and did what was best for them. I am thankful for such fantastic people in my life. I am truly blessed.

I am thankful for my husband and my daughter. I am thankful for my husbands job that provides for our family and puts food on our table. I am thankful for our warm house and our vehicles that, while they may not be the fanciest, they are still reliable and run. I am thankful for my furbabies who snuggle me at night and purr on my lap.

I am thankful for this life that I worked very hard for and have been rewarded with fully.

I am thankful.

Are you?

 

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