Thanksgiving. So many things seem to happen to me on or near Turkey day. I went to Bing's (aka penguin) brother's house for the family gathering. Only the brother and sister-in-law knew I was coming. The faces of the other family as they saw me there (we were first to arrive) was mixed, interesting, and somewhat amusing. They were gracious and really let me a part of their gathering. The kids loved me, the cat loved me, in fact he came over to me immediately and then decided to sleep right above my head on the back edge of the couch. I appreciated it greatly, I told him I appreciated his energy and acceptance.
I was being read by all levels of the matriarch in the family. I don't blame them, I would do the same if my brother brought someone over and they weren't already married or engaged (I seem to meet his significant others only after that occurs, maybe there is a reason why other than distance) For once in my life I was okay with it. I had nothing to hide. I am a good person and I know that, and I have light and joy, and I share that freely. That made the whole experience even more curious for me. To see them both kind and yet cautious, from a vantage where it mattered to me if they didn't like me at all, but otherwise the details of what they might or might not like about me, not an issue. It is a major shift in me. The dinner was great and it was the first year I stuck to my goal of no seconds, limited portions and no desert. Again more power building up within me. It helped in a sad way that I knew I was being watched by many people on what I ate or didn't.
All in all I had a great time and felt a flutter when Bing slipped with a "we" about coming holiday events.
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