At this point, most of you have probably eaten about as much leftover turkey and dressing as you can handle. And although there were no posts from us on Thanksgiving, we were thinking of each and every family member and dear friend, near and far.
Luckily, we did not spend the holiday (Ella's first Thanksgiving) alone. We were invited by some friends to enjoy the feast at their home, just a few blocks from our own. There's a backstory here that is one of my favorites so far in the little lives we lead. ~
Early last summer Matt was shopping at the Albertsons grocery store just down the street. Once everything was loaded in the car he went to return the buggy (cart for all my Yankee friends). He saw a woman entering the store and said, "Excuse me ma'am would you like to take my buggy?" The woman turned to him and exclaimed, "Matt (last name)!" It turns out the nice woman went to Duluth High School (3,000 miles away) with us. She was known then as Aimee Planche but is now married to a very nice man she met here in California. They have a lovely home, just a few blocks from ours, and are expecting their first child in February. Of all the people in Southern California and all the places to live, what are the chances? It turns out, although we didn't really travel in the same circles in high school, we have quite a bit in common. And we are thankful for their friendship. Since Aimee's pregnancy, her mother has sold her home in Georgia and has moved out here. She is a delight. They insisted we share Thanksgiving with them and we had a wonderful time. It just goes to show you -- good manners lead to good things.
Hope you all had a blessed and joyful Thanksgiving.
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