For a variety of reasons, I had a fleeting notion of not hosting a Thanksgiving feast this year. But then I changed my mind. The spread kinda sorta planned won't be anything terribly elaborate and the guest list will be short; only be mom, son, me, and possibly daughter (& her boyfriend). She mentioned wanted to experience the day with the boyfriend and his family. Apparently, fried fish is in the mix. She fears however, that if she isn't there to stake her claim to my fixins' she'll be s.o.l. as Michael will eat his fill then be offered to-go tubs as is the usual tradition. Of course, she needn't worry.
I haven't been feeling particularly festive lately, which I guess is part of why I decided to host the gathering. We have each faced some piercing and far-reaching challenges this year and in recent weeks, particularly. And I suppose, all the more reason to gather together. I've been feeling like we are each on the verge of some major changes and not all of them positive, necessarily.
For a variety of reasons, I have been feeling like we won't have too many more all-together festive gatherings. And I suppose, all the more reason to gather together this time, as often as we can and make (and take) the best of each experience.
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ReplyDeleteI never appreciated Thanksgiving growing up (could kick myself for that!) and since an adult, it's always been about family, geting together, but with my family so spread out, it's not the same anymore.
ReplyDeleteThis year should be interesting though and I'm sure that there will be much blog material from it.
Yes, I suppose you're right. Life is changing & you all might not be together that often. Good luck with this, as I know it'll be hard with your mother there.
ReplyDeleteGrab it by the horns, huh?
ReplyDeleteI'd agree.
At each Thanksgiving dinner, we all make a toast to "absent friends and family" whether they be dead or just gone for the day. And there is always someone....I always quietly wonder who it will be next year....
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