In one of our weekly phone conversations, my mother-in-law sheepishly asked, “What’s happening for Thanksgiving?”
Before answering I thought about the system Bruce and I had established years before. We typically spend odd-numbered years with the Van Hine extended family, and even numbered years with the Clarks.
2001 was an odd year.
“It’s a Van Hine year. We were planning on coming to you.”
My mother-in-law definitely had the gift of hospitality. She was a wonderful cook and hostess, and she had the amazing ability of finding those who needed a place to celebrate. Her table on holidays and many Sundays was surrounded by family, friends, and friends of friends.
I worried that there might be a houseful of people for Thanksgiving. I wasn’t sure if I was up for that. But thankfully, she only had invited three of her lady friends. And for some reason (that I can’t even articulate) they reminded me of the three fairies in Sleeping Beauty—Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather. Keeping that image in my head all day brought a smile to my face.
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