Thanksgiving

We hosted Thanksgiving at our house this year.  I intended on taking pictures--of the table, of the food, of our guests--and I didn't.  Not a single one.  I can say we used the good china so the tables were lovely, we had two turkeys, one baked and one smoked, as well as all the delicious accompaniments, including roasted parsnips and carrots, and the company was very pleasant.  David and Sharon came with five of their kids, Lee, Cammie, and Aaron, us, and George, who is here in Utah for Grandma Barrus' funeral which is Saturday.  We wanted the Brinkerhoffs to come too, but they went to Cedar City for Thanksgiving, and we hoped to have Brent and Brenda, but they didn't arrive until 5:00pm and had dinner with the Vogels.

With Grandma's passing, we are particularly thankful for the plan of salvation and the resurrection.  We've hardly been sad about Merlynn's death, comforted by the knowledge that not only will we see her again, but that she is well, in her right mind, and busy.  We're thankful for family, near and far, and for time to be together.  My mom and sister came over yesterday to make pies, and as we talked and worked, I was so glad to be with them.  As we sat around and ate and talked and laughed and were together today, we were thankful to precious time and moments to share.  It was such a treat and we rejoice in our rich blessings and full lives.