Wednesday, November 21, 2012
The Eve of Many Thanks
Day 343:
Been another great day, Conor! Aside from spending the majority of the day hanging out at the house in Beaufort, we spent plenty of time setting up for the party of the year at the Robinson's in that I'm the bartender for this party and it's easily the busiest of any of the positions, though certainly not the hardest. It's a rush, Son. Possibly 150 people all drinking 'Southern' cocktails and truly enjoying themselves, though I get to see them all year after year. Some faces are new, most faces are common, but they all say "Happy Thanksgiving, Shane!" and I know I've made a difference. One of the the few times when you really KNOW. It's about appreciation and respect, Son. And I appreciate them as much as they appreciate me, and it's a job I look forward to each and every year.
Thanksgiving is a time when you are in fact giving thanks for all that you have and all that you are. I know of myself that I am a great many things, Conor. I'm a father, a husband, a friend, and a Patriot. I'm a man with great passions and reverence for those who would appreciate the very same. I'm thankful for you, Son, and all that you are and all that you will be. I'm thankful for this time spent with people who love you and cherish you as the child to a family whom they also respect. And it gives me peace, Conor.
This is, without question, my favorite time of year. It's a time spent in one of the most beautiful places in the country and with people whom I truly enjoy. It's a time of great remembrance and thankfulness. It's a time of great food an great company. It's truly a wonderful time, and I'm so happy you're enjoying it for the first time.
As for you, well, we have yet another first. Today I came up to the room to get you from your nap and there you were, sitting upright in your crib. First time EVER you were up and ready to go, Conor! Sitting up on your own expecting to be scooped up and continue your play. I was pleased... Progress, Boy'O. It comes in waves and you certainly don't disappoint.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, Son. A time to be thankful for ALL we have. And I will be, Boy'O. For I am a man who has a whole, whole lot. In part, thanks to you...
I love you, Conor.
-Dad
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