Reasons to give thanks!

I love the many faces of Timmy

Smiling

Thoughtful

All tuckered out

Of course, all three pictures were taken within a minute of each other. His face just goes through so much expression all the time.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. A day set apart in the United States of America to give thanks. Initially, it was a day to be thankful to our creator. Today, aside from the addition of thankful posts during November, it is hard to tell. It is a big day for grocery stores and all types of retail. Our Thanksgiving is going to be a little more low keyed this year. The first plan was to have mom and dad bring in much of dinner and enjoy it at our house. I am grateful for plan 'B'. Mom and dad called to ask if the first plan was still a good idea, or if it would be better to have time to adjust to being at home still. Truthfully, I was getting overwhelmed at the thought of the number of dishes of food our simplified Thanksgiving would represent. Even without having to make most all of them, it was just overload. But I think my mom put it best - "Our Thanksgiving was when Timmy got home."

We've had prescription mishaps, tons of phone calls from doctors and nurses and suppliers, had to make multiple doctor's appointments, and had to adjust to the new normal around our house. And we aren't adjusted yet. It will just take time. But we are thankful. Tomorrow's meals will be nothing fancy. Much of tomorrow will look like today. Medications at 6, 8, 2, 6, 8, and 10. Mixing up feed and monitoring the food pump and the oxygen concentrator. But we will have what Thanksgiving ought to have. A gratefulness that our needs have been met, and beyond that, we have many of the desires of our heart. My family is all under one roof (and driving each other crazy again), Timmy is being cared for and is a joy to each of us in the house. We have many loving families that we are a part of: Hadleys, Allens, church, town, and many different providers in the medical community that treat us like family.

We won't be breaking a wishbone tomorrow, or fighting over the last piece of chocolate pie (my preference over pumpkin), but we are blessed.