Thanksgiving

I imagine I'll use my mom's goblets from now on. It's like saying, Drop on by mom.

It was just Wes, Scott and I for dinner. 

I love being the cook on Thanksgiving so I can have the crunch dressing.

Last year we decided to do the California trek. What a blessing. 

Last Thanksgiving with my parents. 

Last time to put up my mom's Christmas stuff.

Let me tell you, for being blind she knew where everything was and were it was going. 

And it was the last time Wes saw his mom. 

You never know what the future holds.  Take the trip. 

Cry when you are making rolls just the way your mom taught you how to do it. Okay, it was ridiculous, but it happened.

Life is good.

Live it. 

Find His hand. 

Be grateful.