Nowhere to go. No invitations to accept. Nothing.
While I've been feeling rather sad and at times tearful, my kids are thankful.
Thankful we don't have to travel.
Thankful we don't have to leave the pups alone.
Thankful we don't have to super shop, cook like mad, clean like crazy.
Thankful we get to be just us for a holiday.
And I am thankful beyond words for that. Thankful these kids want to spend time with their parents. That a day hanging out is something to cherish. That they're happy being together.
And that, as my wise children reminded me is what Thanksgiving should be about.