Please remember this is a non political post. If you make comments I have to trash I will put you on the banned list. I’m sorry this comment is necessary and prominent, but it is always needed. Be thankful or pass by this post, please.
I hope that you will bear with me during the first part of my post, as I use this opportunity to remember and be thankful for lots of people who made my year survivable, and not only helped me, but taught me much. I promise it’ll get better shortly.
This year Thanksgiving Day will be different for many of us, and you might even be stumbling over the gratitude, thankful, and happy part. If so, I hope to offer a few thoughts to change your mind.
For my family, and yes, for me as well, this has just been an awful year, the worst of my life so far. I found out this year that I had never really made an acquaintance with suffering, and long term severe pain, and I’ll just tell you straight up that I wish that had continued.
I mention my injury because it does lead to my point. Even in the midst of pain and near despair, I had to recognize that my blessings were many, and many of them came to me directly because of my injury. From moments after I had my fall, I had family to care for me, in ways large and small, three generations of family. I had friends to help as well, and boy, did I need all of them.
I dare say I had more prayers offered up for me than I’ve had my whole life. I had wise and kind people who understood just being there when nothing could be done except to be. Some of them lived far, far away, but they found wonderful ways to just be there when I needed it. At times I needed to be kicked instead of coddled, and my husband, a fine master of the blunt kick appropriately applied was not always around to do it, so there were a few friends with the kindness (I do sincerely mean that) and courage and wisdom to gently offer a nudge.
Speaking of husbands, mine is the best. He kept our lives going, cared for me, even when it humiliated and enraged me at the amount of care I needed, he cooked, shopped, cleaned, made all the rounds of doctor and therapy appointments, and worked a full time job. When he was needed out of town for work he refused to go until I was stable and safe. When it would have been okay and enjoyable for him to go on his Saturday shooting trips, he refused to go until I was safe…and less miserable. From the minutes after I called him following my fall until today, he has been what God made him to be, an unfailing rock.
I told my sons, he exercises those for better or worse vows just as well, just as strongly, just as faithfully and without one complaint in the for worse times as well as the for better times. When God made this man, he stood back and knew this one would stand against all struggles and hard times, that his heart would never falter, nor his step slow. This man will outlast any hard times and struggles. I am not really fit to stand beside him, but I sure am grateful, thankful, and happy that I get to.
My sons and daughters in law were exceptional in being there for me, and in rearranging their schedules and lives to help. My grandchildren even spent days fetching and carrying when I needed someone here with me. Extended family and friends helped in so many ways, from meals, cleaning, rides to doctors’ visits, and shopping for us.
Last but not least, EMTs, doctors, nurses, physician’s assistants, techs, physical therapists (my favorite people in the world right now), and all the medical personnel who have helped me survive and have hope of thriving again one day. For the fact that I had the best medical care in the world available at 4 in the morning and continuing through my recovery period. For gifted surgeons, especially, I am thankful. For experienced therapists who almost had to teach me to walk again.
Truly, I have had some of the greatest blessings and kindnesses of my life this year. Dear God, I am sorry that I spent more time complaining to you about my sorrows and pains than thanking you for the blessings you sent my way. I really, really hope I do better in the future.
And that leads me to thoughts about our world, in a general way, and our country specifically, and all that we Americans have faced this year as planet Earth has crazily made its voyage around our sun.
Those of us who are old enough were blessed to really learn about Thanksgiving from parents and teachers. In my childhood, every year we spent hours at school painstakingly making hand turkeys and putting on plays honoring the Pilgrims and Squanto and his fellow Indians who taught the settlers how to survive. We found out that our forefathers and mothers fought the elements, lack of proper knowledge and preparation, supplies, illness, starvation, and death the first winter they arrived in America. We found out how they learned to hunt, fish, but more importantly, plant and harvest, build and plan, prepare and prevail.
We learned those things, but I don’t think even our teachers and parents made us realize how much bitter, backbreaking hard work they endured on top of sickness and loss. We could never have understood what those men, women, and children endured, but we at least were taught to honor and remember it.
We were taught that they did the most important thing of all in the fall of the year after their first harvest. They set aside a day to honor and thank God for bringing them through, for blessing and saving them.
We kids did absolutely understand their thankfulness, and by extension our own. We proudly celebrated the troubles and triumphs of our American forefathers, blessed to begin a new life in this wonderful land of ours, our home, our America. I believe that being taught our Thanksgiving stories laid a foundation for patriotism.
Those first struggles set the American character for the future. Increasing numbers of colonists would step onto rather small wooden ships with poor food and little accommodation to human needs and brave the wild Atlantic storms to find homes in our wilderness, and they had their own fierce battles and struggles, despairs and triumphs.
In time American patriots, who did not yet possess the name Americans, would fight tyranny, rise up, band together in rag tag militias and buy the freedom, in blood, to found the greatest country the world has ever known, the United States of America. A new country born from persecutions, unfair taxation, and no representation. Sounds familiar?
Our young country would continue to grow and prosper in the face of adversity. A government had to be set up, the Constitution formed from passionate ideas and dreams and hopes from passionate men. The Bill of Rights was added. The fledgling country faced the debt incurred during the Revolution, and immediately foreign policy problems had to be dealt with.
As settlers streamed into frontier lands in western New York, Ohio, Kentucky, Tennessee and other as yet unsettled and un-named states, armed conflicts with Indians became a part of American history.
Later came such challenges as the debate over the Louisiana Purchase, the War of 1812, and always, the great movement westward toward what Americans named their Manifest Destiny. Texians defined courage and patriotism, sacrifice and indomitable will at the Alamo, burning an unrivaled and epic tale of valor into the history of mankind.
The long years of pre civil war struggle between Free and Slave states, the Abolitionist Movement, the Underground Railroad, Bloody Kansas, finally firing off the first shots of the Civil War at Fort Sumter. The battles, wins and losses for both sides, with so many casualties, and particularly in the South, starvation and death brought to civilians struggling just to survive.
The struggles continued with the aftermath of the war and the assassination of President Lincoln. Reconstruction. Hardship, bitter enemies taking perhaps the long way toward rebuilding a bloodied and torn nation. Still more westward expansion.
Canals dug, railroad lines built, mining strikes, economic crises. Disease, famine, natural disasters. Epic villains, from the Barbary pirates to the Russians and British (again!) in the Northwest to Spain and Mexico in the South and Southwest and California.
Gold rushes and land rushes. Riches discovered, fortunes made, destinies sought and found. From the Bread Basket to the Dust Bowl, with World Wars and Asian conflicts, the Great Depression between wars, Americans kept thriving, eventually even winning the race to put a man on the moon.
From our first moments until this very minute, we Americans have fought the battles that are ours to fight, poured out our blood, sweat, and tears in rivers of sacrifice.
Hundreds of peoples we are, from the Indians of the Americas, the Europeans who crossed oceans, the Asians, Africans through slavery and later those who came seeking a better life, peoples from every continent and probably almost every country, we have formed this great and wonderful land and our people, Americans, encompassing every race, religion, and ethnicity known to mankind.
It was never easy, but it was always worth it.
Don’t you dare give up on us now. The best is yet to come, and if we have to bleed and sweat a little, well, it isn’t anything we haven’t done before. Today say your prayers and thank God for those who came before and pray for the courage to honor them in our time and with our own courage, will, and sacrifice. Liberty is not sold cheaply, ever.
It is Thanksgiving Day and we are a grateful people and a grateful nation. Let us celebrate that, especially today.
Happy Thanksgiving!
I echo all the above posters, but especially to the lovely and recuperating Menagerie!
The other day, I attempted to thank Sundance in a post and it came through as “abundance,” no doubt eye / hand wasn’t coordinated or Mr. Autocorrect was up to his usual antics.
Abundance is what we have here on this beautiful, albeit deplatformed site, from fine Americans from Sundance to us.
Menagerie, I fell almost two years ago and thankfully hit my hard head, an orbital bone and bit a lip in the process, but nothing like what you described, which sounds like a broken leg or hip. Your tribute to you dear husband is exactly who God blessed me with nine years ago, I pray dory our continued recovery. I’m still trying to make up a bar room fight story about my face hitting concrete.
God has blessed us, every one!
At the risk of being banned, I would say that I’m very grateful and thankful today for all of those who are working so hard to save this country from being stolen …
But what I wanted to say is that I also had a fall last year. And what happens is that sometimes when you have a fall the energy bodies go out of alignment. We have 7 or more bodies including the etheric body, emotional body, mental body, causal body, astral body, etc. For several years I studied under a curanderas (medicine woman) who stated that disease starts in the etheric bodies before it manifests in the physical body. So if there is something going wrong in the etheric bodies, you should try to heal it before it manifests in the physical. After the fall, my energy always felt like it wasn’t right and I didn’t feel good. My body just wasn’t functioning right. I have a healer that I work with and she told me that my etheric bodies had not come back in alignment after the fall. She worked with me to get them back into alignment. You may be able to do this yourself. You might try calling on the angel of the day. There is an angel for every day. You can say something like, hello to the angel of 11-26-2020 (or whatever day it is), my name is ____. I am calling on you today to assist me in bringing my energy and my energy bodies back into harmony and alignment. Please start above my head and bring all of my energy and energy bodies, the aura, chakras, meridians, systems, organs, bones, etc back into perfect alignment with my physical body. And you can go down the body asking for the etheric bodies to be brought into alignment with the head, spine, etc. Ask for a luminous glow to be brought into all of your energy bodies and your physical body, including your tissues and cells. TY TY TY. Spend about 5 minutes or more doing that–for a number of days. Visualizing can be good too. Or you can say hello to your soul and say that you have a task for your soul for today, to bring all of your energy and energy bodies back into alignment and harmony. There are also some videos on youtube about bringing your energy bodies into alignment. Blessings
God bless this extraordinary country and Sundance for her service to us all.
Heart-stirring post, Menagerie. (Why’s it so dusty in here?) I’m praying for you. ♥
My family has a lot to be thankful for this year. It would be a long list if I were to go into details, so I won’t… just two examples. I haven’t seen my sister in half a year or so, despite living 20 minutes away – we just don’t talk anymore. Late last week she sent a group text to me and our mother asking what everyone was doing for Thanksgiving. Long and short, we’re all getting together for Thanksgiving, for the first time since we all split up. Actually, it’s the first time all of us – my sister’s whole family, my mother and her boyfriend, and my whole family – will all be in the same place.
But before we go up there for dinner, we’re going to my inlaws for lunch. Now I’ve not had what you’d call a great relationship with my inlaws, but it improved drastically once we moved into our own place. They greeted the news of my celiac disease with unexpected support when we found out that’s what was making me sick.
Last night, I got a text from my grandmother-in-law. Apparently my mother-in-law drove all around creation last night looking for gluten-free stuffing so that I could be included. When she couldn’t find any, she used gluten-free cornbread mix to make one. It was just really kind and thoughtful of her, and really shows, I think, how much our relationship has improved.
There’s so much more, I could go on forever. But like Sundance has been pointing out since COVID started, fellowship is one of the most important things in life. And it makes me happy to be fellowshipping today.
So, we always go up to Joisey to spend Thanksgiving with my folks and siblings, but not this year, sigh…things will never be the same. Of course, my old man passed away in March at the age of 100 (probably from the Covid, but we’ll never know) so there would’ve been an empty seat at the head of the table anyway and me, as the eldest son, could never fill that spot – in my early 20s, I was chasing girls I never could catch, at the same age my old man was in a glider being cut loose over the battlefields of Europe (I am not worthy) My stepmother is 90 and will be home alone since none of the kids wants to be responsible for making her ill…a phone call will have to do, sigh.
For all the rest of you Treepers in the same boat, you have my deepest sympathies and prayers – let us pray that next year, this will all be different and we can meet in person around the table…God bless you all.
BTW, I have taken all the money I would normally spend on this road trip and have donated it to a worthy (and very timely) cause…which, out of respect for the wishes of Menagerie, I will not mention on this thread – hope she doesn’t mind
Wow, you’re hitting some very familiar notes, Corwin! Thanks for sharing this.
“me, as the eldest son, could never fill that spot – in my early 20s, I was chasing girls I never could catch, at the same age my old man was in a glider being cut loose over the battlefields of Europe (I am not worthy)”
On the night of June 5th, 1944, my dad flew into France in a glider with the Army Airborne Division. (82nd or 101st, I can’t remember which, but my younger sister has dad’s discharge papers)
A year ago, when my older sister passed away, I found a cache of pictures I’d never seen that apparently had been stashed and forgotten, of my dad in uniform in numerous places around Europe with several army buddies.
I was told by my mom that his primary job was as a medic, and in spite of what he must have experienced, the pictures show a wonderful smile and an obvious fellowship of brothers in arms.
He NEVER talked to us kids about his war experience, so it was enlightening to see his beaming countenance in those pictures.
He passed away forty-three years ago and I only now appreciate his stern and steely nature, which I’m confident was mainly attributable to war service.
I’m thrilled to have these pictures of him and to finally have a high degree of gratitude for his measure of commitment to our nation.
I too, Corwin, am not worthy for the liberty he and so many others were willing to sacrifice for.
I’m definitely THANKFUL though!
A heartfelt Happy Thanksgiving to you and all our Treeper family!
Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow Treepers!
Enjoy the day!
Hebrews 12:28-29
28 Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful, and so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe, 29 for our “God is a consuming fire.”
I give thanks first for the faith I was introduced to by my mother. I give thanks for the trade I was introduced to by my father. I give thanks for my wonderful, imperfect family! I give thanks for everything I have been able to do in my life, and oh, what a life! I give thanks for living in the greatest country this earth has ever seen!!
Finally, I give thanks to this Last Refuge, Sundance, adRem, Menagerie, Stella, and all the rest of our treeper family. Thanks with putting up with each of my faults and weirdness.
May all of you enjoy your day, in the way you choose. Love and respect, my friends.
Happy Thanksgiving Treepers!
Happy Thanksgiving to All. Hopefully you are celebrating your best life today with family. I am grateful to be with my grandson and family for the first time in six months. We are going to enjoy a traditional Thanksgiving dinner together. God Bless Our Treehouse Family.
I look at the above pic and all I can see is incredible difficulties yet somehow many survived. They had faith in their abilities and themselves,. Perhaps THEY were chosen to lead the way.
Powerful post, Menagerie, powerful post. Thank you!
I give thanks for being part of the Treeper family.
Also, I’m grateful for small but wonderful things that occur daily in our lives.
Yesterday at work at quitting time, something told me to stay and organize my little shop at the senior housing facility I work at, so it would be a little nicer when I come back to work on Monday.
About forty-five minutes into my task, a knock on the door from one of the old gal tenants walking her wonderful little dog, Bennie, alerted me to my needed help to get another old gal who had taken a nasty fall to the ground while walking her wonderful little dog, Guido.
Thank God, she had no broken bones, but did have a bit of a bloodied hand from a cut the fall produced.
We got her up, cleaned and home to her apartment and all is well.
As far as I know, she’s enjoying a large family Thanksgiving gathering at a relative’s house right now as we speak, instead of how differently things could have turned out.
I’m grateful that I actually LISTENED to that small still voice inside.
Apparently, the message had nothing to do with cleaning up my shop.
Happy Thanksgiving, fellow Treepers!
Happy Thanksgiving! I pray God’s grace and blessings shine brightly down on us all today and always! And to Menagerie, may God continue to shower you with His loving care and a speedy and full recovery!
To all my treehouse friends happy Thanksgiving .?
Happy Thanksgiving, Sundance, and to all of my fellow Treepers. To The First Responders out there at work instead of home, celebrating this day with your families, Thank You and Be Safe!
To live and breathe in the United States of America today is to have won the universal lottery of life. There is work to do, things that need preserved, sacrifice to be made, but if we go on trying the country can be saved. Whatever it takes. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. God Bless Us All! Happy Thanksgiving to all.
Perspective…thanks for bringing it, Menagerie. May God’s power and presence be with us all as we thank Him for His abundant blessings. ??????
A very happy Thanksgiving to all and to all a good tryptophan nap!
Haven’t been able to “like” comments for a while, but I hereby like all comments of thankfulness and appreciation of SD, Ad Rem, Menagerie, Stella, and all who labor and contribute to this tree house! “Like” and many thanks!
Happy Thanksgiving Day, everyone!
Today is a bittersweet day. The people I always shared my Thanksgiving with have passed or are thousands of miles away. As I’m making our family specialties, it’s wonderful to recall all the memories of making them with family. My mom believed that no Thanksgiving was complete without a corn dish and it just went in the oven.
Wishing all a day full of remembrance and thanks. We are so blessed with our American heritage and I’m deeply grateful for those that have put their lives on the line to preserve our glorious republic. Sending up a prayer of health and safety for all. I’m deeply appreciative for all of you here.
Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone! Menagerie, you are blessed. Every day that passes, you are one (another) day closer to being healed and everything being okay.
One of my most favorite Scriptures is Matthew 6:34- the one about ‘today has trouble enough of it’s own’. It’s totally true. At one of the most devastating times in my life, I had the realization that no matter what, everything WOULD (and will) be okay in the very end. That day, right then, everything WAS (still) okay and I was overwhelmingly thankful. I was also happier than I had ever been in my life. It was weird, but I finally realized that I felt so happy because I felt so blessed and so thankful for THAT day.
No matter what, we have so very much to be thankful for. It WILL be better than okay. Praise God!
“Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth. Worship the LORD with gladness; come before him with joyful songs. Know that the LORD is God. It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, the sheep of his pasture. Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name. For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.” ~ Psalm 100
Yes, I am Thankful.
My 90 year old, Korean War veteran father, was admitted to the hospital with Covid last night.
The hospitalist taking care of him is second generation Chinese American doctor who painstakingly answered all my questions and laid out a detailed plan to fight this.
It thunderstruck me that only in America could so divergent cultures collide in such a way to attempt to achieve a higher good.
Prayers for your dad?? And you! May he get the same outstanding treatment as our President did.??
pristach: Best Wishes to your Father, Thanks for his Service, and make the attempt with the Doctor to use the Hydroxy/Zinc cure!
If the doctor/hospital isn’t agreeable to the Zelenko HCQZZ protocol, they can’t reasonably object to daily zinc, green tea extract, D3, C, and cosequine supplements. If they’ll let you visit, you can give them yourself. These are all OTC, safe, and effective. Prayers up for your father and family!
It is such a privilege to be a part of this group of true patriots. Happy Thanksgiving and thank you for your strength and courage and the way you express it.
What a great, tearjerking story. Thanks for the post and Happy Thanksgiving to all.
Happy Thanksgiving Patriots ?. We have so very much to be thankful for!
Happy Turkey, Treepers. My prayers for your complete healing, Menagerie. I was diagnosed with 5 arthritis’s in 2003 and am blessed with a husband who sounds a lot like yours. To say we both married well would be the understatement of the year. Thank you for the post. It was a great one to read on this day. Being a passionate reader of history in my adult years, AND a Texan, I just want to add one thing that is in my opinion: when I thank those Texians for securing our liberty, I do NOT thank the derelict William Barret Travis, self-made martyr of the battle of the Alamo. I thank Sam Houston, whose orders to abandon the mission Travis arrogantly disobeyed. So, to my mind, he got his just desserts. It was Sam, in surprising a siesta-ing Santa Anna and an overpowering Mexican army days later at the Battle of San Jacinto with a rag-tag motley crew, who is the REAL HERO. That’s the battle to remember if you want to honor what got results! And the parallels to Washington’s surprise attack on the drunken Hessians at the Battle of Trenton are no coincidence. Young Sam grew up at his grandfather’s knee hearing detailed stories of having fought the Revolution at Washington’s side as a member of his Virginia militia. Sam was asking himself What Would GW Do? Love how History rhymes throughout Time! Anyway, thank you for letting me say my piece/peace, and may everyone find some fellowship today.
There is always something to be thankful for. And if nothing else, thank you, Sundance for all you have done. Happy Thanksgiving to all.
1 Thes. 5:18
In everything give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you
Thank you, Sundance, for all the information you have provided for us over the years, and the risks you take every day, for identifying the fraud and treason.
Menagerie, good thoughts to you, the curve balls of life are not predictable, stay on the road you know is true, for the reward at the end of the walk.
A pleasant Thanksgiving to everyone that reads here, also.
PAUSE to give thanks. PAUSE to worship. PAUSE to gather. PAUSE to pray. PAUSE to fellowship. PAUSE to think. PAUSE to rest. In our fast paced world….pausing is rare. Sundays were intended to be a day of rest. Today feels like one. God has given my husband and I incredible blessing. We never knew we would have 5 children… Two bouts of unemployment and 6 jobs in 13 years of marriage, God has taken us on the scenic route. Struggles with our children’s health, with one being hospitalized for what we thought was leukemia at 18 months old…. Yet God sent him home with us seemingly healed. Doctors jaws dropping…..it just doesn’t happen like that after almost having to be transfused and a bone marrow draw….. our 5th child was born at home April 15, 2020 in the “height” of craziness. Yet our good God is FAITHFUL. Through all these challenges the temptation at times has been to doubt Gods goodness or despair. But He has brought us through and carried us through deep waters. He has calmed the storms, showing His power over them. We have hope in the midst of trial because we serve the One who rules it all! And just like the Isralites were told to set up stones of remembrance to remind themselves of what God had done in the past….it is just as important today to set up stones to remind us that, “Greater is He that is in me than he that is in the world.” Thankful for the loud, rambunctious shouts and the dirt and mess of toys, thankful for 13 years with the love of my life, a godly man who is faithful to me and my best friend. The Joy’s are sweeter when the trials gave been intense. GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME; ALL THE TIME GOD IS GOOD!
Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow treepers. You’re the BEST!
Dear Menagerie: Happy Thanksgiving and may God’s grace and protection be with you and yours.
I did not know about your fall and my heart goes out to you. I don’t know all the details but I know firsthand how deadly a fall can be. Just last month my 98 year old mother in law died from a fall that should have resulted in a few minor bruises.
Please know how much we appreciate your work and words of wisdom. With God’s help and the Fellowship of the Tree House we will overcome all obstacles.
Life is struggle. Family is sometimes what makes the struggle survivable. Struggle imbues many things, including appreciation and the ability to see reasons for thankfulness.
Mrs. SWR and I are truly thankful, and we have much to be thankful for.
I’m thankful for Sundance and his wonderful staff and all my fellow Treepers!!
Happy Thanksgiving to all. I feel for you Menagerie. I also fell and I have a wonderful husband who had to take care of me in all things. My doctors and home nurses, physical therapists were wonderful. If not for my husband and family I would have ended up in a rehabilitation home. Even now after 7yrs, my husband still does so much for me. But I got lucky, he is the best cook ever! He is right now cooking Thanksgiving dinner for 12 people. All by himself. Cooking it and cleaning most of it up. So I am very grateful for my husband and family. Also grateful for everyone here at the Treehouse who welcome all newcomers equally. Bless President Trump and the USA!
Godspeed on healing and recovery. And a very Happy Thanksgiving. Spend part of today thinking of my namesake who landed here in 1629 and though better provisioned and equipped than the Pilgrims suffered death and deprivations that none of us could imagine to carve civilization out of the howling wilderness
Happy Thanksgiving Treepers!
It’s been a great 9 years here for me. I’m thankful every day for what Sundance has done here.
He’s the beacon on the hill and you’re all the shining lights of justice.
Let freedom ring!
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Happy Thanksgiving Treepers..!
I am thankful for this limb on this mighty Tree of Liberty..
I’m thankful for Jesus.. because I stumble a lot..
I’m thankful for the brave Pilgrims..
I’m thankful for the brave men and women at the Alamo.. and San Jacinto..
I’m thankful for my brave ancestors.. who made the voyage from Germany to Texas..
Recently another local person of whom was just an occasional acquaintance contacted me.. his and my ancestor came across on the same ship.. he was researching and saw my surname on the ship’s manifest list.. what are the odds of that..
I remember..
..stories from Great Opa.. and Great Oma.. they both spoke fluent German.. as a little boy I marveled at their vast knowledge and common sense ruggedness.. forged by the hard work of their land.. love of Family.. and love of Texas..
So here we all are..
History is in the Making..
..how do you want to be remembered..
Thankful for food, family, friends, & God in Christ.
A Happy and Blessed Thanksgiving to all!
I had seen glimpses of your struggles this past year, Menagerie, but had no idea the scale. So thankful you are on the mend. This past year for the Zest family has also been quite a struggle. Wife was hospitalized last September with all the symptoms of the ‘Rona… I got it shortly after in October of ’19. With her lung condition and scleroderma and raynaud’s, it was really a close call. I have been as your husband was to you to my wife during all of this…then add work from home, kids home from school to my series of back surgeries…it has been all I could do to keep up with it all. But alas, this site and these Treeper’s are my strength and for that I am eternally thankful.
The best is yet to come!
Time to make my first Bloody Mary and read me some Kraken releasing.
The cooking was finally finished and now my family gets to sit and eat.
I myself will be doing the dishes and cleaning while they all dine because i am obsessive about my kitchen after I cook.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all.
God bless.
Happy Thanksgiving and God bless America!
Sundance, you done well. The fight ain’t over but I really think the battle is won.
The evil cabal overreached and exposed themselves and the awakening that was facilitated by you and others who shouted Truth at every chance are owed a deep and profound debt of gratitude.
My Country Tis of Thee.
My country, ’tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From ev’ry mountainside
Let freedom ring!
Our fathers’ God to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing.
Long may our land be bright,
With freedom’s holy light,
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God our King.
Happy Thanksgiving… and yeah, it’s been a forgettable year for many reasons. Hope you feel better. Pain is an adversity that must be surmounted, just like all adversities must be surmounted. Never surrender.
As you get better, think of this as yet another reason for Thanksgiving.
Oh, Merry Christmas too. This year we put up the lights out front, even dressed our Japanese maple with lights and big 6″ shiny balls. Our Association is very mellow on these things.
We are having a small party chez nous. So, it’s a brined 15 lb turkey and my wife is calling out for a very traditional menu ( mashed potatoes, gravy, veggies, cranberries, pumpkin pie ).. I mean, no capons, no roasted ducks, no aged ribeye roast, no caesar’s salad. My suffering. 😉 No political comments, I promised, we’re gonna enjoy the evening. Mostly with the next generation. We’re getting old now!
OK, as someone that immigrated when we had four engine jet planes… I still give Thanksgiving because the hardest thing to do is to leave your home country when you don’t have to and when, indeed, you have it made. Start all over again, you say? Heck, why not? It’s called freedom, freedom from the expectations of generations behind you, the same streets, the same language, etc, etc… current native born Americans just don’t understand what they have from birth: freedom from centuries, millenia, of cultural baggage.
Cleaning toilets for a few years is a small price to pay for the heady new found freedom. Respect your janitors, without them, we’d be knee deep in it. We can do with far less lawyers, but we need our janitors -and plumbers, and electricians and cooks… Let’s give Thanks for them too.
And a Thanksgiving for new found freedoms in making yourself a “new native” in a foreign country.
So, yeah, Happy Thanksgiving and God speed on your recovery.
Happy Thanksgiving Free America!
God Bless protect our freedom, our country and are beloved champion and President, Donald J. Trump!
Saw this and had to share.
Squanto And The Miracle Of Thanksgiving
Eric Metaxas
He recounts the event for his adult audience:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgmEiDWvfNY
Children Story Telling Version:
Peace Love and MAGA my brothers and sisters. And may God Bless America.
Freeeeeeeedddoooommmmm!!!!
Mega dittos to all the heart-warming comments preceeding mine!
What a wonderfully thankful thread to come to on this Thanksgiving afternoon. We in America are truly blessed. Happy Thanksgiving to all.
Sundance, there is NO greater love than when a Husband helps his wife through the MOST difficult times…EVEN at the end…
Too me most of all, of you sharing this brings back memories that I had LONG held back but when my said these most important words: “I love you”, It made ALL the difference in the world…I do hope that the ailment(s) that have befallen you come to pass and that GREAT husband of yours is truly blessed ALONG WITH MANY of your family…
Thank you for sharing…