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Thanksgiving Day 2019

Good Thanksgiving Day Morning!

Settling in to watch the end of the Parade after making breakfast for DH and preparing a salad to take to my sister-in-law's for turkey day dinner.  I like to take a healthy alternative since no one else in the family except us seem to have any interest in that.  We count our calories, exercise regularly and try to eat a healthy balance.  If the only veggie at dinner is green beans drenched in ham fat/sodium, at least we'll have a healthy choice!

So - watching the parade - wow... I realize that I really don't have too much interest in it anymore.  The balloons are cool, but I don't like marching bands and the other singers just don't do anything for me.  The 12 year old rapper - wow...that could only appeal to other 12 year-olds!

This year I am thankful for so many things.  Over the past year I have grown in my spiritual relationship with the Lord and in my relationship with my husband and friends.  Having a deeper, more meaningful relationship with Jesus has enabled me to have better, more meaningful relationships with family and friends!

My prayer for this Thanksgiving - for everyone is that we move forward to turn this nation around spiritually, and morally. We need to stop expecting everyone to accept everything - no matter how warped or sinful it is.  I pray for our nation - for our president and all of our citizens.  Take time today to put your phone away and actually talk to the people who are in the room or around the table with you!



Have a safe, happy and blessed day!

Missy

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