Stacking up the pretty, but unused plates, I decided to go ahead and leave the holiday napkins right on top where I had put them earlier that morning. Maybe I’ll get to use them next year. I might as well just leave them so they are ready. I tried to think of something positive to push out my thoughts loaded with disappointment. Thanksgiving morning wasn’t what I thought it would be. If fact, it was nothing like I had planned. When I had whisked together the sunny eggs earlier that morning, I hadn’t picture myself moving the breakfast casserole from the oven to …
