Family and friends help in a heartsick time, don't they?
Even when it doesn't feel as if your heart is in it, just seeing precious faces around you, hearing them laugh and talk, lightens the sadness.
I've even noticed a following for a new type of hospitality called "scruffy entertaining," meaning not waiting until everything is perfect before inviting people to your house. Don't deprive yourself of good times breaking bread together just because you haven't done a spic and span clean beforehand.
I know some people are always party-ready but I'm just not, never will be, but I'm going to make a conscious effort not to let that stop me from making memories with my loved ones around the table.
A good dessert goes a long way to finish out an average meal, and the Hershey Bar cake I made for our firstborn's birthday was a hit. He's requested it for his birthday cake ever since I first made it when he was a teenager.
I didn't get a picture of the cake I made for our other family gathering recently. My sweet potato cake was a flop. I'd made it perfectly recently for another son's birthday. I'm blaming it on the oven, another reason for getting a new one soon, right?
The big pot of chili I made the Friday night after Thanksgiving was delicious, even without all the toppings piled on it by one grandson.
We managed to get two sons and their families here for chili that night.
And two grandsons came, one with his wife and son--you know what that makes me and RH, don't you?
I just realized that I don't have a picture of our other grandson who was here, I think because I had him taking pictures for me. Next time, Caleb.
But our great-grandson ate his chili, with onions! Then he got distracted by my new Morvarian Star light hanging over the table when I tried to get him to smile for the camera.
Our local families went home but we were blessed to have our granddaughters and their parents here for the weekend.
And in the mornings were barefoot breakfasts.
Some things do help when you're missing two little dachshunds so very much.
Having loved ones around helps, the beauty of nature helps, for me even baking helps. Maybe it's smelling cinnamon and other spices, maybe it's the beauty of the finished cake that comes out of the oven. Eating a small slice helps, well maybe a big slice. With vanilla ice cream on it.
Getting sympathy cards help because it is a bereavement in the family, make no mistake about that. RH and I even got one from thousands of miles away.
And beautiful flowers for Thanksgiving from a son helps.
A lot of things help and I've appreciated every one of them during these weeks without our darling Otis and Milo.