Happy Thanksgiving y’all!
I wanted to jump on here tonight before the mass of over eating starts tomorrow, and I’m to full to type a word.
It seems Thanksgiving has become more than what your thankful for, and this year I plan to change that in our house. Yes, I’ll map out my shopping for FRIDAY, but most of all I want to cuddle with my family. I want to make it a special day where we are a family, and it’s about the things we have rather than the things we can buy.
See, this week life was thrown in our faces, and it made me realize more than before that tomorrow is never promised. That even though I kiss the hubby and tell him I’ll see him tomorrow when he returns home, it’s not a promise – as life will throw you a curve ball from time to time. It’s made me rethink things, and what would I do if this happened to us.
Our Fire Department lost a brother this past weekend, and even though I didn’t know him like his co-workers did it still drives a hole in your heart. They are all family to each other no matter what and when something like this happens in the line of duty it’ll weigh on their hearts for sometime. Not to mention the family of the fallen hero. You never think it will happen to you, you always pray that it never happens. But in the end it could happen.
This week we are lucky, I’m lucky that I can sleep next to him and watch him hug our son, and for that I’m so very thankful for. That is what I’m giving thanks to this year as we keep them in our hearts, and prayers.
Mr. Willard laughs at me on how I have routines while he’s gone, but for the last 18 years I’ve done them every shift and I will continue to keep up my tradition. Just so you know I will either have clean sheets the night before or the day after he returns home. He once asked me why I did this, and that’s easy I want his scent on his pillow while he’s away. I want to know that we slept in that bed together and feel the memories of it just to be sure I can smell him the next day. You’ll find that I will clean the entire house while he’s on duty, but I will never wash our bedding or his cloths until he returns. If he calls and leaves a voice mail, I never delete until he arrives home. I also can’t deny that I have a saved voicemail just for good measures. I can be very superstitious at times, so I try to not sway from the normal path as I find it brings me luck.
Tomorrow hug your loved ones extra tight and enjoy that extra slice of pie for the hell of it.
Happy Thanksgiving and I hope your bellies are full as tick by the end of the day and your hearts are full of love.
Love,
A.M. Willard
For more information on MFF Michael Curry and how you can help his son, please visit https://www.gofundme.com/66-michael-curry-family-orphan-fund
This is my way of doing my part, please do not feel as if you should donate, this is not the meaning behind this post. My heart breaks for his son more than anything as he was a single parent and I pray the future will be bright for this young man. XXXOOO
