Friday, November 27, 2020

Thanksgiving was good

We went to J. and S's.

Their son, R., was there.

As were A. and J., our friends.

We were outside a lot and ate in two different rooms. Bern and I were at the two person kid's table, but we could all hear each other.

Too much food at 3 p.m. I didn't eat any more that day.

We came home to let Brigit eat late.

We slept well.

All was good.

As Thanksgiving should be.

Be thankful, always.



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some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.