Thanksgiving is no longer my favorite family holiday. Too much stress with fighting in-laws. Too many bad memories of spit fire anger over the turkey meal. Long ago, I loved Turkey day. We dressed up in our finest cloths, put the best linens on the dining room table, and took out the Lenox china and the fancy crystal glasses. The silver was polished up, and the entire house was tidy and clean.
The meal was so festive and fun. Mom always bought a frozen Mrs. Smith Apple pie. No one in our family baked. My mother would always say " Why back when Mrs. Smith's pies were so good and such treat to us all."
Right now, Thanksgiving is 16 days away. I am not anxious about the upcoming surgery. I just let those thoughts roll of the top of my mind. What pain I will be in will come and go. I just need to stay focused on healing, staying positive, and keep the anticipation of soon to be pain free in both knees in the back of my mind, long walks in my future.
Keep on the sunny side, my dear.....I know you have alot of nice walks in your future.
