Over the years Thanksgiving has become my favorite evening. (I adore Christmas, but consider the entire season from Thanksgiving evening until New Years to be part of the entire experience) Ever since I got married I told my husband that I would never want to be away from home for Thanksgiving.
To quote from my favorite television show ever, Thirty-Something, in the "We gather together" episode, Ellen says this quote:
"When you go to someone's house for Thanksgiving, it's like saying that the place where you live isn't really your home." I've always loved that episode and saying. And for me it holds true.
Now of course people all over the world have to visit family and that doesn't mean that for them. We do what we have to and what we can. It's a personal reflection.
For me, because I never had the big to do at my house, that has always been important for me to try to do.
So I begin with my pies on Wednesday. And the first thing I do is text my friend Ann (a mother from my son's school) who lost her son a few days before Thanksgiving. Her and I both talked about our love for pie making and love for the Wednesday before. Her sweet son was taken from her two years ago on the Wed before Thanksgiving in a fatal car accident during an icy night. It is something I think I will do for the rest of my life.
Then I begin with the preps.
This Thanksgiving I am thrilled because I will have family with us. My son's fiancees family which is now part of ours. My inlaw to be "Karen" mother of the bride, loves to entertain, cook and bake so I am so excited to join forces with her, to feel part of something and after a very tough and lonely year feel the support of another woman by my side.
My life is anything but perfect and sometimes I feel the burden of all my worries so much that it is suffocating, so it's the little touches in life, the occasions and special days, the decorating and preparations, the customs and traditions that I hold on to with both hands clenched around.
It is these things that I cherish and keep me afloat, proivde air for me to breathe and it is in the details that I am most happy.
I wish you and your family peace love and joy, moments to cherish and traditions to continue or begin.
It is a day we all gather together to give thanks.