Gobble, Gobble, Wobble

It’s the most wonderful time of the year.  Yes, I know the song refers to the Christmas season, but I disagree.  I believe the Thanksgiving season is the most wonderful time.  It is my favorite by far. 

This thanksgiving, 2011, I am blessed beyond my wildest comprehension.  There has been loss.

And there has been gain. 


 How much things can change in one year.  
This time last year, I saw my dad alive for the last time.  We sat on the steps of my old house on a beautiful Autumn day as birds honked above overhead.  I mistakenly called them geese.  He was quick to inform me they were sandhill cranes.  He always loved the birds. 

We took a drive around the old Celanese plant  where he spent some time working years ago, and although we didn’t say much of anything, I’m sure he was venturing down his own memory lane, just as I am now.   Days gone by.  Out of reach.

I snapped this last picture of him and my sister lying in the floor, right before we watched Four Christmases together.  He forgot that blue handkerchief when he left.  It’s now washed and folded and put away in a box of things, along with a pair of glasses left forgotten.  He passed away the following February, and I have missed him everyday since. 

But we shall meet again, and there will be rejoicing.

This time next year, we will have a 10 month old little girl crawling around, possibly beginning to pull up, yanking all the popcorn and cranberries strands from the Christmas tree.  She will have brown hair and brown eyes and little dimples on her knees.  We will play peek-a-boo and patty cake, feed her pumpkin pie with lots of whipped cream, and smother her in kisses. 

And I’ll be tired, but it will all be worth it.

Things change.  There’s no doubt I’ve changed. 
And thank God for that.

Robert Frost said he could sum life up in three words.  “It goes on.”

And thank God for that too.

I hope you take a moment to be thankful today and everyday.  We are so blessed. 
Praise God.

Cherish Loved Ones.

Be happy.

Happy Thanksgiving!


Published by Angel

I’m Angel, a.k.a. Rocket Surgeon, and these are my chronicles. I love writing and I believe our stories should be shared, so here you’ll find anecdotes of my life, loves, worries, fears, joys, and experiences. I blog about my mishaps and adventures as a wife, mommy, auntie, wanna-be writer, teacher, Texan, country/city/mountain girl, cereal killer and Jesus-freak. A few things you might discover about me: •Jesus is my everything; without Him I am nothing, but with him I can do all things •My family makes this world a better place for me to live in •I adore chickens, the live ones, although the cooked ones aren’t too bad either •I have 2 dogs: Grace and Ozzie. And one cat: Rocky Muffin •My dream job would be to raise chickens and write best sellers Thanks for stopping by. Kick off your shoes and stay awhile. I know your time is valuable and I honor you for spending a few moments here with me. I hope you find something to brighten your day, lighten your load, make you chuckle and remind you of the good in the world. “When you look for the bad in mankind, expecting to find it, you surely will." Pollyanna I’m always eager to meet new online friends, so leave a comment and introduce yourself.

7 thoughts on “Gobble, Gobble, Wobble

  1. well, thanks a lot, now i am crying my eyes out….no really thanks a lot…i love reading what you have to say…just like i could and did listen to your dad for hours…i am truly blessed and so thankful for all my family and my dear sweet friends…you my friend are so special thanks again….for making me laugh and cry…


  2. Good stuff, Angel. I like the quote from Frost and will probably use it. My own quote is “Give it a year; a lot can happen in a year.” A life gone; a life beginning. Have a wonderful Christmas season, focusing on your new life as I know you will.


  3. Love the Robert Frost quote and it is so true! I thought of you and J-Dub yesterday while I had all five of my great grandbabies in the same room and was able to play with them and read to them! They all love to be read to, and I just thought to myself ..”I bet Angel will be one to do a lot of reading to Emma Kate”! (Don’t know where that came from with all the craziness of 22 people mulling around, grazing on food and visiting with each other!) We lost two and gained two this year, as well, so I somewhat know your feelings. A blessed holiday season to you kids and your family. Until next time … Donna H.


  4. Angel, this is wonderful! The picture of your Dad and sister gave me chills (in a good way), especially when you mentioned the blue handkerchief.

    Bless you for sharing this with us. Your words are wonderful. Thank you. Happy Thanksgiving.


  5. Oh, Angel. This made me cry like a baby. I miss him too, I think he would be surprised by how much everyone misses him. Lots of great memories…what else can we ask for? You know, don’t count on that brown hair and brown eyes…you might end up with a little red haired, blued eyed baby girl…:) Can’t wait to see her, I may have to steal her.


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