Open Arms

Our daughter, Alyssa, is coming home for Thanksgiving today! I can hardly wait! What to do? What to do? Put her to work, of course! She is young and strong. What else would I do? There is the laundry, the mending, the cooking and cleaning. There is the yard work and painting to be done too. Why else do people have children? I personally produced my own private assistant. What am I nuts? OF COURSE I will milk that for all its worth! Why aren't you doing the same?

Ha! Ha! Just kidding! I want to swoop her up and hold her tight. I want to make her favorite dishes and treats and share them with her over tea and tequila. I want to hear her stories of college and college life. Stories about classes and friends and parties and adventures she has had and plans to have soon. I want to breathe her in and just look at her. Alyssa is one of my closest and wisest friends. She is a gift in my life.

Okay! Enough mushy stuff! 

I bet, all you Dear Readers out there, impatiently waiting for your child(ren) to grace your homes with their youthful presence for Thanksgiving, feel the same way. I bet you cannot wait to greet them with open arms and just hold them tight and marvel at all the things they are becoming. 

Share who's is coming home and how you plan to welcome them in the comments section.

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