I sit at my computer after experiencing our first Thanksgiving in our new home in Lufkin, TX. I have said it before, but I will say it many more times, I'm sure..."It's just hard to believe that I am living in Lufkin. Not that I have anything against it, I just didn't ever think I would live here. Our life's work was going to end in Wichita Falls, but God saw differently, so we are "happy in the will of God".
Thanksgiving was very special to us this year. It's always special, but this year we felt so blessed to be in a house again and to have our children HOME! From the moment they all arrived we had a wonderful time. The only thing that was wrong is the day they got here, I got sick. Even though I was not well, I was happy just having my family here. Our house was blessed with love and laughter, granddaughters playing and making a mess, two puppies running and playing, food being prepared, clanking of pots and pans, dishwasher whirring, and ice maker working overtime to keep enough ice in the bin. There were silly jokes being told by little girls, then giggles as they ran off to their "make believe world". Yes, a lot of the same things happened in your homes this week I'm sure, but to me my house became a HOME when all the family came and "broke it in". I was so happy to hear they all liked our house and were comfortable.
After the Thanksgiving meal was prepared we gathered around, took each others hands and prayed. I couldn't really voice a prayer for the tears that filled my eyes, ran down my cheeks, and the lump that was in my throat. I had to just "thank God" for all His blessings on our lives. Wendell prayed, then I heard his voice break and he could not say much more, then I focused on our sons as they prayed and thanked God for all of His blessings. I heard the sweet voices of our "daughters" as they lifted their voices in gratitude and thanks to our great God...the One that had brought us through many uncertain days. Our hearts were full and running over!
Here we are with our FOUR granddaughters: Savanna, Alayna, Ashlyn, and Scarlet

I stepped out on the deck in our backyard and this is what I saw. These two had gone around to the side of the house and found a table "just their size" and had their own little "tea party".


Alayna and Savanna were always talking, planning, and having fun. They LOVE being together. I don't think there was a cross word between them.

They are growing up WAY TOO FAST!


Here they are...all FOUR of them! I never knew so much sweetness could come in such little packages.

Here's the grown-ups: Andrew, Mandy, Jonathan, Brenda, Me, Wendell.

I walked outside to see what Wendell was doing and found him reading the newspaper, but Ashlyn wanted to be like Papa, so she pulled up her table and chairs and arranged them just "perfect" so she could be in his company. I loved it!

Alayna wanted to sweep the leaves off the deck. Of course, more fell just after she finished. That is one thing I never had to do in Wichita Falls. Sweep the porch to make it fresh again, yes...but not because of the falling leaves.

Savanna and Alayna are both interested in the piano and they both have a good ear for music. I'm glad...and so is Papa!


These two, Ashlyn and Scarlet make me laugh! You never know what they're "up to".

Ashlyn and Tinkerbell. This ought to make you smile for a week.

The last night we were all together I sat down at the piano. Wendell came over and we sang...
"I've a Friend who's always near me. I've a Friend who always cheers me. I've a Friend who is so dear to me. What a precious Friend is He. He'll go with me through the valley. He'll go with me all the way, everyday. Savior, help me to have faith in Thee. What a precious Friend is He." Music is like a magnet, so in a few minutes everyone was gathered around and as I played, we sang. Sometimes it was a faster tempo and the little girls and Mandy danced around having fun with the music. Then, I would feel Ashlyn inch her way into my lap and she was requesting to sing,
"Birdie with a yellow bill, hopped upon my window sill...." Then she was gone once again to dance and sing. :) To top the night off the song of choice was,
"Down from His glory, ever living story. My God and Savior came and Jesus was His name. Born in a manger, to His own a stranger. A man of sorrow, tears and agony. Oh, how I love Him! How I adore Him! My breath, my sunshine. My all in all. The great Creator became my Savior and all God's fullness dwelleth in Him." As if to put a crown on the evening the greatest King of all King's came into our living room and met us as we sang about Him coming to redeem us.
For the rest of my life I will carry the memory of a beautiful "First Thanksgiving" in our new house, that became a HOME, because our family was together once again.