The key to life is all about properly preparing, isn't it? Yet some things you can never be prepared for.
My husband's youngest step-brother (but only 2 years older than my husband) passed away this week. We had no idea he was even sick. He didn't want anyone outside his wife and sons to know. Not even his brother he'd spoken to almost daily. He'd had an aggressive form of cancer and went downhill very, very quickly. My husband is flying down today for tomorrow's funeral. I chose to stay behind.
I'm slowing down on the painting, as I'm getting wound up for the big Thanksgiving feast.
It's not Thanksgiving without the turkey candle. I don't know when I bought it, but it's graced our table every year for at least 25 of them. When we were cleaning out the boys stash, we found the delightful little sign created by my youngest (probably 3rd grade or so?).
Now, the sign and candle will inextricably be united in holiday decor for years to come.
A few road blocks have come along this week (or is it that they've opened up?). Dental cleaning? Canceled due to the hygienist being ill. Meeting a former co-worker? Put off due to the death in the family. Possible trip to Marin? Postponed by the one I would have been visiting.
Well, now I can get prepared for the week to come. At least as much as we can be prepared, for none of us knows what tomorrow brings. But we move along as if we have many things coming up on the horizon, and we continue to act, and make lists, and plan.
Better go get prepping!
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