Thanksgiving. So thankful for a quiet life right now. Election over, Trump almost gone. COVID still raging but it’s something I have just learned to live with. I escape into books and memories. I have spent a couple of hours reliving October and November 2016, when we decided to up sticks and move to Ireland. Reading the commentary as it happened, I am struck by how sure I was that this was meant to be, because my Irish citizenship came through, because our house on Softwind Drive sold so quickly, because it just seemed that everything was falling into place in October. However, reading about how much work and angst there actually was winding things up in November 2016, arranging for the dog to be flown over, saying goodbye to younger grandkids, I am so glad that today I am sitting in my den/bedroom NOT contemplating any big move. R and I did discuss moving back to Ireland--or somewhere else--a couple of months ago but thankfully, we decided to just let it all go until COVID is over