Thanksgiving is Over…and the Waiting Begins

Dear Reader:

After a bustling Pre-holiday gathering… Thanksgiving was sedately satisfying. I pieced together some items from a home-cooked ‘ma and pa’ restaurant and added my Thanksgiving string bean casserole… bingo! The two plates were ready. Ben and I had a quiet Thanksgiving lunch.

Bekah and Ady  stopped by earlier yesterday morning for a short visit….and we had fun catching up before they left for Susan’s family Thanksgiving dinner. *Just saw this picture on Facebook…I suspect grandmother Susan is ahead of the game with her grandchildren’s next holiday attire- Santa pj’s! Too cute….Rhodes and Ady!

No doubt this morning…I won’t get up enough nerve to do my daily weigh-in! I have to ‘way out’ to get some exercise first before attempting the scales again! 🙂

The next few days will consist  of taking down pumpkin and turkey related items to make room for Christmas decorations. No rest this year to linger too long in the old pumpkin patch….Christmas tree farms are waiting.

Waiting…aren’t there several different types of it? Quinn Caldwell  explains his ‘take’ on waiting this time of the year.

There’s waiting, and then there’s waiting. Sometimes it’s the oh-God-when-will this pain-end kind of waiting. Sometimes it’s just annoying, like waiting your turn for the restroom. Sometimes its worse, like waiting out the period of a heart- broken relationship.

But there’s another kind of waiting, too, a delicious, shivery kind: There’s smelling the almost-done pie in the oven. There’s sitting in the theater listening to the opening theme of a movie you’re been waiting a year to see. There’s the feeling when the baby kicks you a week before its due. There’s lying in bed and listening to soft snowflakes falling on the window ledges.” 

These upcoming weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas present us with both types of waiting. We can either choose to see God’s  seeming absence (wars, politics, scandals, climate changes) or choosing “to see God’s almost presence..”struggling teachers and rich philanthropists both doing the right thing, babies being born and the love being made and the ancient stars shining bright as hope in the cold night sky.”

So until tomorrow…Waiting is about looking around at the good and really really bad and realizing one day this all will change… and then taking time to welcome God in our lives. ..the Only catalyst for permanent  change.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

***A sad story hit the news yesterday….Coach McKissick, my neighbor and friend passed away yesterday morning. I had been to see him and Joan just a few weeks ago and Coach seemed to be doing extraordinarily well…great visit…so it made the news even sadder….but I think the following quote sums up Coach McKissick’s life.

The things you do for yourself are gone when you are gone, but the things you do for others remain as your legacy.”

*Rutledge still has his picture of himself with Mrs. McKissick in his bedroom….I had taken him over to meet Coach but he was still at the Presbyterian Village getting treatments at that time last summer… Joan spotted us, however, came over, and graciously met Mollie and family…and an excited Rutledge posed with her.

 

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to Thanksgiving is Over…and the Waiting Begins

  1. Love the picture of Mrs McKissick with Rutledge. Funny story…we had our landline removed and it took about 3 wks before ut would not work. And during the time she called our house twice…once to thank us for coming to see Coach at the Village and the 2nd time was to get your address. I had told Fred that Mrs Mckissack was the only person who ever called us on the lanline.person

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    • Becky Dingle says:

      You knew who it was instantly right! 🙂 I stopped by today and had a wonderful visit with Debbie, the hospice nurse…(Betty) I think and Joan….lots of going down memory lane remembrances splattered with chuckles….overall everyone is doing as good as possible…extremely sad but glad Coach was not in pain and is now in a better place!

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