In my last few minutes of waiting for Foster to return from their Dad's I thought I would tell everyone about the fun filled day we are about to have. For the last 2-3 years my sister-in-law has hosted Thanksgiving. It's given us all a chance to return to the farm of our birth. While the old house has been replaced with a nice new ranch, the outbuildings are still mostly there and the rolling hills still present a joyful winter experience.
Foster has never been to a farm before. I'm not sure Foster has spent much time outside of big city limits. A town of 250 people may seem a little odd to them and a farm with cows may be sensory overload, but in the next 20 minutes or so we will head out. This is one opportunity I have to show Foster a different perspective on life. His Dad was a little less than thrilled to know his child had been placed in a gay foster home. While we all have worked through that this will be an opportunity for Foster to also experience a family that has no issue with my relationship. See a different perspective on the Thanksgiving feast. Maybe even get an ATV ride from my nephew. Who knows what the day will bring!!
The only sadness today is that M doesn't get to be here. Not just in the fact that we will now be enjoying jar gravy, but that my family has so welcomed his as one of our own that he doesn't get to spend the day with us. (jar gravy because M usually makes the gravy now) The first year he fit right in with a new infamous game of spoons where he and my niece ended up under the table fighting for the last one. I should see if my nephew still has that recorded.
The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few though this Saturday of Thanksgiving. M is called to be a guiding light to the faithful that look to him for comfort during their time of sadness and loss. While it is hard not to be with him I can also say that I'm thankful on this day that the world has people like M to look to. People who have love and compassion to fill entire houses. People like M are a rare find. They have the ability to put you at ease with a pat on the shoulder or a friendly look. His passion and calling in life are what he was meant to do and I'm thankful this Thanksgiving season that he followed that passion and is doing something he loves. Though it means we are apart it makes our time together that much sweeter!
Peace, Love and Puppy Dogs,
John
Foster has never been to a farm before. I'm not sure Foster has spent much time outside of big city limits. A town of 250 people may seem a little odd to them and a farm with cows may be sensory overload, but in the next 20 minutes or so we will head out. This is one opportunity I have to show Foster a different perspective on life. His Dad was a little less than thrilled to know his child had been placed in a gay foster home. While we all have worked through that this will be an opportunity for Foster to also experience a family that has no issue with my relationship. See a different perspective on the Thanksgiving feast. Maybe even get an ATV ride from my nephew. Who knows what the day will bring!!
The only sadness today is that M doesn't get to be here. Not just in the fact that we will now be enjoying jar gravy, but that my family has so welcomed his as one of our own that he doesn't get to spend the day with us. (jar gravy because M usually makes the gravy now) The first year he fit right in with a new infamous game of spoons where he and my niece ended up under the table fighting for the last one. I should see if my nephew still has that recorded.
The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few though this Saturday of Thanksgiving. M is called to be a guiding light to the faithful that look to him for comfort during their time of sadness and loss. While it is hard not to be with him I can also say that I'm thankful on this day that the world has people like M to look to. People who have love and compassion to fill entire houses. People like M are a rare find. They have the ability to put you at ease with a pat on the shoulder or a friendly look. His passion and calling in life are what he was meant to do and I'm thankful this Thanksgiving season that he followed that passion and is doing something he loves. Though it means we are apart it makes our time together that much sweeter!
Peace, Love and Puppy Dogs,
John
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