Friday, November 12, 2010

and the beat goes on. . .

Yesterday was Veterans Day.  As I understand things, this is Harris' first year to be a Vet - he was active duty last year at this time.  Hope I'm right about that.  Anyway, it was an emotional day for me.  Harris lost his best friend in Iraq in August of 2007 when they had been in country less than 90 days.  Alun was by all accounts, a great guy.  I've had the honor of meeting his parents and brother and I can only imagine how the hole in their hearts must ache.  Yesterday, Alun's brother posted this message on Harris' Facebook page: Thank you, Harris.  I was very moved.  Lots of friends and family expressed their appreciation to Harris yesterday.  He's much too humble to take it very well.  He just did the job he was hired to do.  I tried not to fuss over him too much but it's hard to be the mom and not fuss.  He had a wonderful smile on his face when I hugged him after work.  I asked why he was so happy.  He said he didn't have a reason.  He was just happy to see me.  What did I do to deserve this blessing?  Clayton also posted an appreciation to Vets for being brothers and for bringing home his brother alive.  Also moving.  I love my sons.

This weekend I have another memory event on the calendar.  My dad, Paul Williams, is being inducted into the Texas Radio Hall of Fame.  The induction takes place in Tin Hall in Houston on Sunday afternoon and though I've never been to anything like this, I'm not sure if I'm going to love it or not.  I am honored that he is being honored.  I just so wish he was here to enjoy being honored.  He would really love it.  It's going to be cool to have the sound of his voice where all can hear it.  It's going to be cool to see the photos again.  It's going to be cool to be there with the family.  It's just going to be sad that he's not there.  Love you so much Daddy!

For Thanksgiving this year we are staying home and inviting people in.  I am really looking forward to that.  Mom will come to help cook.  Hollis will deep fry the turkey (this has to be his best dish - but I say that about most of the stuff he cooks).  Guests are bringing other dishes and all my boys will be at home (did you hear me, Clayton?).  I don't have a hard time being thankful.  I think it would be irresponsible to not be thankful.  I'll let you know how my November adventures go. . .