It's all relative. First I'm thinking about Thanksgiving in reservations at the local Holiday Inn, it will be nice to not cook, just get dressed, primp, and go. Will there be a crowd? Will the food be good as usual? In the meantime be sure and hold Thanksgiving in my heart about what it really is.
Then the phone call comes. There's been a shooting at the hospital in Soldotna, Alaska where my son-in-law works. Facts are sketchy. On the internet I find that one man has died, the shooter is in the emergency room, the other person who was shot is still holding on. Then I find out that the shooter has died, too. My daughter http://stinkpotstudio.blogspot.com has not heard from her husband, no word. He's probably working frantically in the emergency room, he's a doctor of anesthesiology. Finally she gets a cursive call from him, he's O.K. but it's pandemonium at the hospital. Crime scene, the shooter really shot up the inside of the building while he was on the rampage. Now it's a crime scene, blood, police. Apparently the shooter was fired yesterday. I still don't have all the facts. I do know one thing. I'm just so grateful that my son-in-law is alive and that they're safe.
You never know what the day will bring when you kiss them goodby (or they kiss you) in the morning. Never take anything for granted. And always be thankful, even if it isn't Thanksgiving. God bless you, Diane