Dear November,
Throughout your days we were given many opportunities to recognize our blessings and we are forever grateful for you, November 2014. November, you gave us an ample supply of guests as we were able to reacquaint ourselves with so many people that we love. Uniting with 9 people, which included having 6 family members staying in our apartment and connecting with 3 others throughout Chicago made for a busy and wonderful couple of weeks.
Before you ended, I spent the last few days in Idaho surrounded by family members, many of whom I don’t remember the last time I have seen their faces, as we celebrated the life of a loving, kind, and patient man, my grandfather. The late night talks and reminiscing of my grandfather will be a memory I cherish as well as the night I stayed up looking through the boxes of black and white photographs of my grandparents and even earlier descendants. I learned that there is so much I do not know about my grandfather. It would simply be an understatement to say that he lived an incredible life, but incredible will suffice for now.
November, you allowed me to see many family members and friends but you also took away a few great men. What a humble reminder you have been to continually cultivate and nurture all the relationships that I have with family and friends. I truly count the relationships I have as one of my greatest blessings; including the relationship that I strive to improve with my Heavenly Father. I can now say that I am ready to be molded into a better friend, daughter, sister, visiting teacher, and wife. I have a whole year until we meet again and I pray that through the help of my Lord that I will be better and that I will be willing to give and sacrifice more in my relationships.
While in Idaho, my parent’s house was full and through all the movement, I sat and secretly watched and listened to my nephew and my cousin’s son who is the same age as they ate their meal together. I had a hard time hearing their conversation with all the noise, but I heard my nephew say, “Hey, do you want to be my best buddy?”. I couldn’t stop smiling as I watched their innocence and the simplicity with which they approach life. I recalled the time we were in Utah and went to the zoo with my family and my nephew asked a very similar question to Mr. Bluth as they walked throughout the park together. It does not take long or much to love someone.
Until we meet again in 2015.
Sincerley,
Mrs. Bluth
