30 Day of Thanks—Day #2

I am grateful for my siblings. My older siblings, two sisters and a brother, are from my mother’s first marriage, and my dad adopted them when he married my mom, but we never consider each other half-siblings. All three were with us at the hospital when Hudson died and we spent the several days thereafter at our house in D.C. One Good Thing that has happened in the wake of Hudson’s death is that our family has become closer than it has ever been, and we have taken every opportunity to be together that we can. We celebrated our Thanksgiving today, since Ed and I spent yesterday at the Chaneys, as we have done since we met (with the exception of the Thanksgiving before Hudson was born, because at 38 weeks pregnant, I was a little too uncomfortable to drive 10 hours roundtrip). I spent the day cooking, talking, and laughing with them in the kitchen, Christmas music in the background, with the intermittent help of eight of my nieces and nephews. We’re now in the middle of a rousing game of Taboo. It feels good.  Thank you, Diane, Laura, and Jason.  I love you.