Being dealt some lemons as of late, we are all under one roof (many lysol wipes, ibuprofen doses, sleepless nights, and eight hours on the road later). Josh thought he’d go ahead and take Molly and Mack to see his parents in South GA, but after being there about two hours, it seemed that Mack had a fever, so he got his stuff together and drove all the way back home. Crazily, Mack is totally fine. No fever, no whining, and a full night of sleep. Just weird. Weird. I have no other thoughts except that evidently the Lord did not want us in Albany. Don’t know why, but that is ok. It has to be! He is God. He is good. He doesn’t make mistakes even when the plans we have made and looked forward to fall apart completely.
So, here we are. All five of us here at home. I ran to Publix and got a ham and some stuff to make a banana pudding. I laid out some fresh corn and peas. Josh brought home some dressing from his dad. It’s gonna be good meal, but we will miss everyone terribly. Our heart has been learning to be thankful for the things that we don’t understand over the last six months, so this situation seems to fit right into that. There are different kinds of happy…this is a new one for us. Here are some pics of us making lemonade here at home. I hope you are enjoying your Thanksgiving no matter where you find yourself this year.