I slept well at my friend’s house. Slept a bit late, in fact. I was able to fall back asleep easily after a 5:30 am potty break.
I thought sleeping in a strange bed might be difficult, but it wasn’t.
Today was good. We went to Thanksgiving dinner at her husband’s mom’s place. It was nice and small, and the food was really good. There were water chestnuts in the green bean cassarole – something I’d never experienced before, but I love water chestnuts so it was a good surprise.
We didn’t stay too late because the toddler needed to be home in time to do his nighttime routine. That routine also gave me time to do my MoveU exercises for the day. The hip rotations I’m currently working on are tough, but they also warm me up nicely. My feet feel warm for the first time today since I showered this morning.
It feels weird to be at my friend’s home, but also good Every now and then, I remember that I’m only here because Ambrose isn’t. Ambrose and I usually spent Thanksgiving alone with each other. He’d make a duck for us, and sometimes we’d do a few sides or desserts. We’d spend the time together, and that was good enough for us.
I’m thankful for the time I had with him, though I wish I could have had more. I’m thankful for my family and my friends and my neighbors and my co-workers. I’m thankful for the beauty that I get to live among. I’m thankful for my body.