Much to my amazement, and some of my friend’s and family, I’m still here.
Some days are obviously better than others. A few things still taste good to me, music still sounds beautiful and my kids continue to make me laugh. I miss being outside in the fresh air with my dogs, but we can still romp on my bed together. My reading has slowed down, as it is hard to hold up a book and TV seems more stupid every day.
Your notes and cards bring back happy memories and getting the mail is a highlight of my day.
We had a nice celebration for my birthday and it looks like I’ll be here for turkey and stuffing. The Malone’s will be kicking off the day with the annual Turkey Bowl football game, a tradition started over 45 years ago. Pat actually brought me to my first game on a date!
I’ll have a chance to tell my favorite Native American Indian prayer. According to the Texan, Kinky Friedman, the prayer at the first Thanksgiving dinner was “Thanks for nothing!”