The picture of us was taken just as we sat down and prepared to pig out. There's my daughter, her hubby, Alivia, my niece and her boyfriend. I'm the pretty one behind the camera:) We tried to get my dad to fly in for the weekend but he decided to stay in North Carolina with my sister and her hubby.
Like every year someone commented on how long it takes to prepare the meal and then after a half hour of eating and cleaning up it's over. Course, there's the leftovers! Those I left behind because I knew I'd be making a small turkey meal for the hubby and me once he returned home from visiting his family in Boca.
This is the time of year to reflect. And it's Thanksgiving that I miss the family members who've passed, more than ever. When mom was alive the family gathered there for a feast of her famous cornbread stuffing, home made bread, and fried apricot pies. She cooked all our special dishes and there was enough for an army. But it was just being together as a family that I miss the most. Sitting around the tree, because yes it was already up, and talking. The good ole days.
The years go by and change happens but we continue making new memories and new traditions.