Home (Sick) for the holidays

This picture of the forest gnome sculpture,looks like how I feel these last few days.It has been a while since I have been really sick....flu like symptoms...I did not even do Thanksgiving with anyone yesterday...my family is in England for the holiday and Jean went to her family get together.....don't feel sorry for me...I already did that in a very PMS way.....after I got over myself...it was really very nice to be home with the dogs....sleeping allot....watching crap on TV....and glad I am not coughing my guts out on anyone else's food.I watched 2 episodes of the Tudors with Jean before she left for her gathering...Then I watched a great movie for the Thanksgiving holiday called Pieces of April.....very cool flick...highly recommended.
After I got tired of being in bed,I took a bath with a glass of wine at hand.I cooked 2 of my mom's holiday recipes including cranberry casserole (yummy) and corn pudding(not so yummy).In the midst of being in the kitchen by myself with my fresh pair of PJ's on,I felt a since of family.Almost as if my mom and dad were hanging out with me..It was very peaceful,quiet.....I took the dogs outside and sat with them in the Adirondack chair enjoying the sun and their facials from time to time.it was at that time I realized I was truly thankful.
I am thankful for a warm house,a loving partner and family,wonderful friends.....some I met recently,others have been around for years....
I am thankful for the continued education into the human spirit that massage therapy and energy work give me.......as well as the significant spiritual journey I find myself on...
I am thankful for the growing local food movement growing in my area and the opportunity to be a part of it......I am thrilled for the fabulous revitalization of my neighborhood and community...even if my taxes do go up.I am thankful that Kelly made it through brain surgery OK.I am thankful for my job at Holy Angels...working with people who have made it in my heart...I am thankful for the spiritual community at St.Peter's.for the little pockets of artistic expression making itself known in Charlotte....life is good...and it will be even better when I can breathe through my nose again.