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Can you even believe it is already November 13! Of course, being it is Friday the 13th is supposed to be scary, but I am not going to worry. Instead, I will be thankful. And with that, let’s have a bit of TTOT!

Time – there is more time these days to reflect and renew.
Peace – I live near a fire station, so that lends to more siren noises, day and night. Also close by is a hospital. I have noticed there are less sirens blaring. Is it because people are driving less and there are fewer accidents? I am not sure. But I notice it.
Between times – this is the between time of year, and I know I mentioned it before, but it warrants another gratitude moment because there has been no turning on of heat, thus far.
Reflection – with Thanksgiving plans changing this year and eating at home, this leaves us time to reflect and not rush about. We will miss spending this holiday with extended family, but it is just not to be.
Health reports – We have a good report on our family member who is recovering from a broken hip and surgery.
Fabric – this is a gratitude for daughter who worked on a downsizing project with her friend and earned a basketful of fabric.
Crock Pot – is my best friend in the kitchen these days as we enter soup and stew season.
Changes – as I went on my walk this morning, I noticed many changes with the leaves falling, being cleaned up and falling again, the aftermath of the rain, the beginning of a new season to come, and time to still enjoy this one.
Coffee – because I can be thankful for this java delight and my family is grateful, I am sure, that I have said delight.
YOU – what are your thankfuls? How about joining us or adding in the comments. Have a hot beverage and donut with me…

The First Haircut

November 11, 2020November 12, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

The First Haircut

Clip, clip, clip the scissors snipped as long curls fell to the floor, and the strands of blonde bounced into short, puffy curls, dancing on the little boy’s scalp; Giggling as he watched the lengths of hair fall to the floor, Jeremy reached for his treat, a lollipop, a big circle of swirls with enough hardened sugar to keep him awake until dawn.

“Not yet, Jeremy, honey, you have to wait until she’s done, unless you want a hairy lollipop, one you’d have to throw away,” said his grandmother. Frowning, but understanding, Jeremy placed his hands on his knees and patted them, in a self-soothing, but impatient manner.

“Mother! What have you done?” Jeremy’s mother cried as she saw Jeremy, sans his long curls, and bearing a huge sucker, along with a red stained chin.

“Honey, don’t fret or be upset, it was time for Jeremy to have his first haircut; his hair was to his shoulders and was getting all tangled up, not to mention his being teased by the other kids in his class; it was just the right time,” Jeremy’s grandmother assured his mother.

“The thing is,” Jeremy’s mother stated, with tears streaming down her face, “I was waiting for his daddy to return home from the war, so he could be here for his first haircut, and I know, it’s been a good while, but it was my hope and, well, I know you understand, as maybe it was too much to ask…” and that was when Jeremy’s grandmother showed her the video of his first haircut and they prepared it to send to his daddy and all was well in their little world again.

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This is my response to the lovely Denise’s prompt “CLIP” for the Six Sentence Story.

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