one of us was born during world war II 144 days after D Day
the other as the marshall plan rebuilt europe
ancient history
now an octagon of thanks multiplied geometrically
doubling every decade
so that one becomes 256 now and jumps over 1000
before our centurymark
that’s how gratitude is and how family is—like compound interest
blessings overflow
acute awareness of nothingness undeserving
which cubes the now three-dimensional thanks-giving
from two in eyrealm generation one
to nine in gen two plus eight
to 34 in gen three plus four for now
to 120 in gen four (projected—just two so far)
unending (the reason for the words infinity and eternity)
thanksgiving to the One that started it all—the Oneness
of Heavenly Parents
they were One before they organized us as Their children
a Godhead of Three Couples?
creative power vastly beyond our single-scope
wanting us to have what they have
agency demanding that we figure it out
a cacophony of colors subtle shades of a symphony
endless changes of degree
far beyond us but hinted by the holy and aimed at joy
beckoning us to surrender and let it all in
the obvious parts are you—friends and family
our branch of Their tree
this season we thank Them for you
love more
eyrealm (excused absences: serving missionaries and #1 son who took the pictures)
guess who’s who…we had an india-style chalk festival at bear lake
