Okay, this will soon be renamed something like "The Depressing Blog". We are back from returning my older children to Texas after a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday together. I got to stay two extra days in Texas and visit with my mother and sister and also attend my son's basketball game. I got some extra rest and had a nice safe drive home with both babies.
When I got home my husband had some sad sad news for me. A dear friend of ours passed away suddenly Monday night. It's sad, tragic, depressing. The funeral is on Saturday and I can't go because now that I'm feeling better, my help has gone and my mother-in-law will be working. I don't have anyone to leave the girls with. My husband is a pall bearer. I should be there. Want to be there. I don't know what to do about it. I'm sure I could ask a few virtual strangers (neighbors we don't know very well) to keep the girls, but without an emergency, I would never do that. It's a bad situation. I won't do a blog post as a tribute to T.C., but here's his picture. He was a wonderful thoughtful generous person who really loved everybody. He was so optimistic about the relationship between my husband and I, after only meeting me once. I didn't know him half my life like my husband, but I have a lot of happy memories of T.C. I was always so happy to see him and he loved to make other people happy. He loved children and was an active advocate and fund raiser for the Kansas SIDS Foundation, founded by his mother in honor of his neice that died of SIDS. He gave a lot of himself to others and I know that's what he'll be remembered for.
Then my mother phoned and said that my brother and sister-in-law who live in El Salvador have had a miscarriage and lost the baby she was carrying. She was somewhere around ten weeks, I believe. It really wasn't surprising to any of us because she had been having some complications already, but it's so very sad for them. She really wanted to be pregnant. He really has waited for so many years to be at this place in his life. I tried to reassure my mom that families deal with miscarriage very often and that it's better that it happened sooner than later. All the logic and "they will get through this" doesn't take away their pain or sadness or her grief for them. Nor mine.
It's a sad time. Thankfully with silver linings. We have so much. We have each other. Our healthy children. Good job, warm home, food on the table, reliable vehicles. We have a lot to surround ourselves with to remind us of our blessings. So again, it's a time of Thanksgiving. And a time to continue praying and thinking of others in their time of loss and grief.
I really will do a post about happy knitting very soon.