A Card From Somewhere

Usually I write a blog post about what I'm thankful for the week of Thanksgiving.  And well, we were busy.  And Thanksgiving came and went.  It's a tornado of chaos of kids out of school, kids in school, 4-H meetings, karate classes.  And then of course, there's Thanksgiving at two different places.  And our Anniversary.   And honestly, you can only post so many blog posts about being thankful for my family and friends and church and our possessions.

So here is a partial thankfulness post.  Every year, we always receive an anniversary card.  From our realtor.  We've been together for what seems like forever.  A short forever.  But forever.  And I wouldn't have it any other way.  But the way we started caused all kinds of drama and family feuds.  And things have improved over the years.  But it's not 100%.  And I'm not sure it will ever be in the near future.

But there has always been a constant.  You see we bought our house before we got married.  And we got married the next year.  The way our realtor works, she does things by referral only. And she throws a big holiday party every year and invites everyone she's ever worked with.  It's great.  It's like family.  This year our anniversary landed on the Sunday after Thanksgiving.  And we got our happy Anniversary card like usual.  It came.  And we've been to my family and the inlaw's houses.  No one said a word.  We did get everyone's crap that they are tired of.   But no happy anniversary.  Which I know is no big deal.  It shouldn't be a big deal.  And we did have a bit of a family emergency at the inlaws.  But zip.   So it was refreshing to get that card.  This year was hard.   I'm still waiting for a chance to breathe.

So here's to us and another year.   And to another 50.  And I'll be looking forward to that card from a very unexpected place.