Can it really be Thanksgiving already? This is my favorite holiday, no presents necessary, just good food spent with family and friends. It also means that my mom has been gone eight months now. How can that be? I used to think time would and could heal all things. I now know it can’t. My mom is never far from my thoughts and time has not dulled that pain. What time has done is made her death real. I no longer can call her, give her a hug, get mad at her, laugh with her, but I can – and always will – love her.
She made the best stuffing and this year I have decided to take on the challenge. It has turned out pretty yummy if I do say so myself (which I do!). Perhaps she was watching over me knowing our family is a tough critic when it comes to food (priorities).
This Thanksgiving I have so much to be thankful for: my husband, my family, my friends and the wonderful foundation my mom gave me teaching me to put one foot in front of the other no matter the circumstance. She reminded me when I get shaky to put my trust in the Lord, a true comfort in the storm. Thanks, Mom!
I hope you all have a nice Thanksgiving celebration, remember your blessings whatever they may be, and share in some deep laughs…they are the best medicine.