Though H1N1 has been the culprit in causing our long-distance kids and grands to miss today's family gathering and feast, we are blessed in that our littlest Grandchild is finally on the road to recovery. This flu is nothing to fool with, and at 2-1/2, she falls into the danger zone of the hardest hit. So, there we begin in being thankful... she is on the mend... but we'll surely miss having all of our babies together!
It is so true that the holidays have a way of magnifying the absence or loss of our loved ones. Those who can never again be in our physical presence are certainly resting on our shoulders and in our hearts. With this thought in mind, and since we are blessed to have our Matriarch with us today, I thought this song appropriate, as sung by Rosemary Clooney. Ronnie and I grew up listening to George Clooney's Aunt Rosie, a favorite of our parents. Once again, there we have the few degrees of separation in the master quilt of life.
Happy Thanksgiving... may your blessings hold the riches of love.
