Come what may, and love it...

Was so excited for Thanksgiving this year. After logistics were all worked out. We decided to have it at Beck and Jamie's House. Was feeling good the Monday before Thanksgiving, so I decided to put up the tree and a few things. Always a challenge for me, have a love hate relationship with my tree. Jamie came over and got it out of the garage and put in the family room for me.  I should have known I wasn't feeling well because I just sat and looked at it for a few hours. Then I made myself go for it. Put lights on Monday, 5 hours and Santa's on Tuesday 5 1/2. Was feeling achy and sore, just thought it was from doing the tree. By Thursday morning I realized it was more than sore muscles, but kept a positive attitude. Made the dressing,  basted turkey every hour, and made a roast. by the time we were suppose to go I was dragging. Got everything packed up and headed over to the J Wallace's for our feast.  Becky and Loo had made tasty side dishes, rolls and salad. About half way through dinner I knew I needed to go home.  Hung in there for a while tried to help clean up a bit, helped get Ady ready for bed and told Rick it was time to head for home.  Walked in the door and went straight to bed for the next 48 hours. Was trying to go to the doctor on Friday, but couldn't get out of bed.  Saturday came at least I could walk, off to the doctor to find out, I tested positive for flu. The Doctor said it could take 10 minutes for test, my came up almost immediately. sigh... No pictures of Thanksgiving, except for the turkey. Chalk it up to a  "come what may, and love it" moment.

It didn't change the gratitude I have in my heart for all the is good in my life...