When I was a kid, my brothers always came home on Thanksgiving. Mom would bake her fabulous pumpkin pies, and make delicious stuffing.I would listen to my brothers tell stories, and afterwards I would curl up for a whole precious day of reading. Then Mom would make some cold turkey sandwiches, and pop some corn, and we would play games. Pretty typical of many American families, I guess. Those simple traditions may not be exciting or anything different or new – but the very sameness made it comforting.
I haven’t spent a Thanksgiving with all my family for more than a decade. My husband hasn’t had the whole day off for Thanksgiving for 5 years. But I still love Thanksgiving, and there are many reasons to be thankful today, as there is every day.
Some of the things I am thankful for:
Family. Even these nutty brother-in-laws!
The fact that my husband has a job – there is so many right now who don’t.
Lucia. My silly girl.
Franklin. My handsome son.
Jennifer. My cowgirl.
The creek that runs past our place, so my kids can make memories like I did.
…and last but certainly not least; My Cowboy.
He makes me laugh. He holds me when I cry. He supports me in every crazy idea I have. He loves me unconditionally. He shows me what integrity looks like. He never gossips. He loves God. He is committed to our marriage. He slays my dragons.
And yes – I will be sappy about him as long as we both shall live. I can’t help it.