Another Saturday Wedding

Later today, we are going to Treynor, Iowa for the last of three weddings in my cousins family. All three girls married within about 18 months, the first delayed because of COVID. After so much disruption of lives by the pandemic, it’s encouraging when something as normal as a wedding can happen. Of course, these young women and men are experiencing their once in a lifetime event. Their lives are pledged to each other and will never be the same. It’s been wonderful to attend these events and enjoy the family growing.

Next month, one of the longer married couples will be honored at a baby shower, they are due in February. I’m so happy for them all. What a lucky baby! Speaking of a lucky baby, I won some Eddie Bauer outfits for Kayla, and that will be part of her Christmas present. I’d better mail things by the first of December. Glad they just happened to be her size and that I won!

Today has been another crazy, procrastinating (?) day for me. I actually shut my eyes for a little while for a power nap. Now I feel awake for the day. I do need to remind myself I will leave my 60s after my next birthday. I’ll get to live through the 70s again. These will be happy and still full of firsts. My first published novel, my first published children’s book, and my first book signing event. Who says retirement isn’t any fun? It’s full of unknown adventures, and I am blessed to have the Babe to explore with me.

I’m looking forward to cooking a traditional Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday. I’m trying a couple new recipes for fun. Mashed potatoes in the crock pot. They sound great. I’ll let you know how it goes. And dessert? Each of the three of us loves a different kind of pie. Minis from Walmart? Maybe.

During this time of giving and family and togetherness, many of us are not in families who can gather together. Some are far away, they make their own plans, and prefer it that way. And it’s ok. We can’t be envious of the people who have family gatherings, closeness we don’t have, and different ways of living.

Envy hurts us, not them. When men are full of envy they disparage everything, whether it’s good or bad. Compared to a moth destroying the fabric of a coat or sweater, envy can destroy our lives. Envy can make us cynical. When we’re cynical, we can’t accept anything that is honest and sincere; we’re too sure it doesn’t exist.

When someone is chronically envious, they have trouble maintaining friendships. Closeness is painful. Envy makes us stay distant. There is more safety in protecting yourself. This leads to loneliness and being alone. Fear makes keeps us on the outside looking in. Learn instead to risk friendship. To have a friend, you must learn to be a friend.

This season is a great time to embark on a new adventure. Learn to be more open, less envious, more happy for others’ successes. You’ll have some, too, once you practice gratitude and being a friend. It’ll be a season to remember. One year, I chose teenagers names and wishes from a gift tree at our church. I skipped the tags that wanted iPhones or Xbox. A boy wanted tools, so I put together a basic set of tools; hammer, screwdrivers, chisel, all sorts of things, including a tape measure. A girl wanted makeup, so I chose neutrals and basic brushes, subtle colors, something that would look good on a young girl. It was actually fun. It lifted my spirits. It was before we had grandkids.

When we keep in our own lane, learn to be happy for our friends, and work on ourselves, we will see what we’ve been missing out on; friends, genuine feelings, and coming into our own. Have a beautiful day today, and we’ll see each other tomorrow.