This is the first time, since I can’t remember when, that I have not had the Thanksgiving Holiday dinner at my home for family and friends. The kids came home when they could, and home was where mama was. Sometimes, the kids couldn’t come, or one or two would be missing, I still made the Holiday dinner at my house. Even when I ate alone, I made the traditional dinner. As they matured, especially my daughter, they began to contribute to the meal. Once, my daughter made the entire dinner, but brought it to my home.
Tomorrow we are doing something different. My daughter is making and serving dinner at her house. That’s new. At first, I was a bit unsure. It was like a part of me was missing. Tonight, as I relax and think about tomorrow, I find that nothing is missing. This is something that I could easily get comfortable with. There has been no busy preparation on my part. I’ll go over tomorrow at dinnertime and I’ll come home whenever. My husband will be out of town with his son, so I’ll bring them a plate. No stress.
Gratitude is something that I feel every morning when I wake up. I usually go out on the porch to have my coffee and meditate over breakfast. I thank God every day for all the many blessings that we have received. Tonight, I am thankful for passing on traditions, and creating new ones. I am thankful I have a daughter and I am thankful that she has a family. I am thankful to be a part of her family.