Thanksgiving approaches. Life is a little chaotic right now. My Dad is in the hospital and far away and it's tough cuz I can't do anything from here. I'm going through a medical thing myself and having lots of headaches and other side effects. I finished my first quilt top and it's gorgeous and I love it. I got promoted at the library and am supposed to go to training on the Monday after Thanksgiving but my medical thing is going to interfere so I'll have to put it off another two weeks--I hope my boss won't think bad of me. Good, bad, happy, sad. All seems to be compressed right now into a very short time period, like a TV mini-series.
I like Thanksgiving and thinking about the things I'm thankful for. I'm thankful in particular for my Dad, who's mellowed in his retirement and is really fun and silly now. I love him when he tells me stories about his life, even when I've heard them before. I'm thankful that he's gone back to an early love--singing, and his life has been enriched immeasurably by his singing group. I'm thankful that I got to go to a concert of his this year and hear him solo on his favorite song: How Great Thou Art. I knew he was a good singer, but he brought tears to my eyes when he sang that, both because he was so good and because you could feel his enthusiasm. I'm thankful that he doesn't take things too seriously and can laugh at himself, which is always a good lesson for me. He's still my role model, which is really satisfying to realize sometimes.
I gotta go call the hospital and see how he's doing.