“I, who have no sisters or brothers, look with some degree of innocent envy on those who may be said to be born to friends.” James Boswell
My husband is an only child. He never complains about the loneliness of growing up in a home and being the only kid. He was blessed with close childhood friends and two awesome cousins. These cousins are planning a small family reunion in New Mexico this coming weekend and I am thankful for this opportunity for him to connect. I am thankful, too, that at least one of the cousins moved from Chicago to the west and we get to see him now and then.
Likewise, I’m thankful for my brothers and sister! Clara Ortega says this about siblings:
“To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other’s hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.”
We are hitting our first year’s benchmark of being retired in a few days. The year has flown and our memories bulge with fun times and rewarding improvements on the house. Retirement has been very good for our marriage. We’ve done a lot of things together as well as independently and we’ve reached a deeper level of friendship with each other. I am thankful!
Last night we enjoyed our coffee on our back deck amidst the sounds of the sheep and horses in the corral in the ranch across the street. Oh, the sounds and smells of country living! I am thankful for our little patch of rural land, quiet and peaceful. God signed off another day with yet another dramatic sunset.
It seems that’s a good way to end this post, too!