Pause….

Yesterday, my Miss began early. Nobody much noticed. She began days before and I barely noticed. She went late. She worked overtime and nobody applauded or recognized her with some kinda, special, one time bonus. Her work caused me to pause.

Yesterday, my Mom prayed for Thanksgiving’s spread like an 88 year old who, kinda child-like, has come to understand she really is immortal. Her prayer caused me to pause. Yesterday, Andrew made a rue. I sat and watched him work alongside his Mom and liked what I saw. I noticed a man alongside a Mom. Their chemistry caused me to pause.

Yesterday, my Miss let out a laugh caused by me. She laughed so hard, for a brief second and maybe a bit longer, she forgot her fatigue and forged ahead somewhat renewed. Yesterday, Cam, Leaha, Krit, Tay, and Birdie had a little cousin time together. Over a meal and then a movie, they came together as family extended. Their growth caused me to pause.

And this morning, as the sun’s shine came into the living room, I paused to notice how beautiful our front room. I took in the colors and allowed my feet to feel the cold of the wood floor and take in the warmth of the rug. I sat in one of the beautiful, soft side chairs and then rested on Jo Jo’s favorite, front room couch. I noticed the decorations both old and new. I saw beauty everywhere my eyes wandered. I could feel the smile of satisfaction creasing my face. This morning, still overflowing with Mercedes turkey and all my Miss’ fixings, I paused. I paused and took in the memories made. I paused. I paused and thanked God for the blessings of this harvest. I paused and thanked God for the blessings of this family. I paused and thanked God for the blessings of this house. I paused and thanked God for the blessings of this work we call BTL. I paused. Today, I hope you pause and take in the beauty in your life. I guess that is the root behind Thanksgiving when you slow down and think about it. Funny, huh…

And, I thank you for your attention and the blessing of somehow being with those I cannot see, smell, or touch. God bless you and yours, my friends. God bless you.

1 thought on “Pause….

  1. Thank you, Chet…for helping us to remember to “pause” and be thankful! Just a pause with some gratitude and everything changes for the better and it will never…we will never…be the same again…for the better…for the pause…for the gratitude!

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