Last Thanksgiving was the first after both my and my wife’s mothers passed away. Both of our mothers managed to carry on the family Thanksgiving traditions that they had experienced since they were children in the 30’s and 40’s, and did so beautifully.
Last year, we had little time to react to the change in circumstances, but managed to have a nice holiday anyway. This year, we are both trying to think about the things our mothers did (and theirs before them), and put at least some of those things in place as we host family at our house.
LIfe goes on. And we have been adding some traditions of our own to this holiday for decades.
But Thanksgiving, feels to me/us like a holiday that is richer when incorporating something from generations past. I hope my wife and I are managing that as well as our mothers did.
Have a Happy Thanksgiving. Remember your mothers, carry on the important traditions, and make your own. I have no idea if it gets easier. Based on something my mom told me recently, mostly. Something will trigger a memory, hopefully a treasured one.
So many things to be grateful and thankful for. Even you goofballs. Thanks for giving me a chuckle when I sorely needed one. Have a fantastic Thanksgiving!
I am thankful my wife is home for thanksgiving. It’s been a long road so far, and there is a long road ahead to get through. It makes be grateful for my two basement dwellers and #TwoUtes because without their help, this couldn’t happen.
I hope tomorrow brings the Football team its tenth win.
I’ve come to appreciate this community more & more, beyond Ute athletics.
In an era of excessive “noise” on social media - with throngs of what George Carlin would call “full blown whackaloons” - this group stands out as a community of reason, passion (within legal limits), wisdom, amusement and overall decency.
May you all have a peaceful food coma this afternoon, if that is your preference. It would be mine. Instead, I’m going to the part of my family that is Greek, so it will be way too lively for any kind of respite. (My navigation on these situations over the years has evolved to employing a wise “punt” when the Uzo comes out.)
Everyone but my big brother are gone, but their love and affection will be part of todays activites. We are hosting my wife’s 88 yo Mom and her sister/husband who flew in.
In our house; as it was performed on Thanksgiving in 1976, we traditionally watch The Last Waltz throughout the morning. It’s such a great performance. We just loop it on repeat while prepping the bird.
May all you scalliwags have a lovely, restful and restorative day.
Go UTES!
Last Thanksgiving was the last family event I was able to get my mother to. We packed into my step-son’s house with my wife’s four kids and their kids. It was chaotic and great. On December 15 we also got her out to my church’s Christmas program, and having her, a classically trained violinist with perfect pitch tell us it was good meant a ton. On Christmas Eve I signed her up for hospice care and she was gone on the 28th. Today I’m going to be grateful for those last days and weeks we had with her, on top of the gratitude for another chaotic event with the family.
