It’s the Thanksgiving season, a time that shines on our blessings because we tend to live more in the spirit of thanksgiving. Tonight my heart is full of gratitude for a loving Father in Heaven who has blessed me in so many ways. He has given me a family of my own to love and cherish. I am so grateful to be a wife and mother here on earth. I am thankful for a husband who adores me and is blind to my faults for some strange reason. I am grateful for my four children who bring me incredible joy. They are really good kids, too. I also feel incredibly blessed to be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Such a wonderful church! Having the gospel in my life means everything to me. It gives me purpose and direction. I know who I am, a daughter of God. I know my savior is Jesus Christ. Having a savior is a HUGE blessing; someone to be grateful for every. single. day.My husband and I were asked by our bishopric to give the talks in Sacrament meeting next Sunday (Sacrament meeting is the family meeting at our church, when we partake of the sacrament). The topic we were assigned was, of course, gratitude. That will give me a lot to ponder and study throughout this Thanksgiving week as I prepare my talk.
♥ I think gratitude and joy are connected. What do you think? Maybe you can help me with my talk! If you have any thoughts about gratitude you’d like to share with me, please leave a comment. ♥
It’s a gloomy, gray day here, with rain and a cold breeze. A realtor walked through my house this morning. We are planning to put our house on the market come spring and move to the town where my mother-in-law lives. She is an 81-year old widow. She needs more family support and we are the only ones who are not tied to where we live by a job. It’s going to be crazy around here for the next several months, especially as we prepare our daughter for her mission in January. I told the realtor this was just to get the ball rolling because I want to enjoy the holidays with my family…
Speaking of the holidays, I’ve started to plan this year’s Thanksgiving. I was going to invite my mother-in-law here, but it turns out two of her sons and their families have decided to spend Thanksgiving at her house. That will be really nice for her. We won’t join them, however, as my oldest daughter works for Kohl’s and will have to cover a Black Friday shift. That means we need to stay close to home so she can join in the festivities. Besides, I want our family to be together for our last Thanksgiving and Christmas in this house and before my youngest daughter leaves on her mission in January.
Then I thought of my mother and her husband. My maternal grandparents passed away a few years ago, and my side of the family has a Thanksgiving dinner together before Thanksgiving so that everyone can go to their “other” family on Thanksgiving. I found out my mother and her husband had no plans for Thanksgiving Day itself and that they had spent it on their own last year. They jumped at my invite to spend Thanksgiving with us. They’re even planning to spend the night in our guest room.
When I was growing up, we spent half our Thanksgivings at my grandparent’s home (my mother’s parents) and half at my grandma’s house (my father’s mother). I loved my grandma’s house the best because she had the tradition of making each grandchild their own miniature pumpkin pie. I love pumpkin pie! Plus, holidays at her house were chaotic and laid-back, whereas at my grandparent’s they were subdued and controlled.
I have one very sad memory of a Thanksgiving morning where I woke up to the next door neighbor phoning us to let us know that my cat had hung itself over our shared fence. I know how that sounds! My mother, never an animal lover, admitted to tying my cat up to our family dog the night before and I guess in the middle of the night the cat tried to escape. I cried all that day and the only explanation I ever got for what happened was that the two animals needed to learn how to get along. My father helped me bury my cat under a tree in our backyard.
We have spent Thanksgivings in Canada and Peru. Canada was fun because we celebrated Thanksgiving twice; first for Canadian Thanksgiving in October and second for American Thanksgiving in November. In Peru, we celebrated with all of the other Americans. ♥ Our family traditions for this holiday include a waffle breakfast, watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade, football, and a Velveeta salsa dip with chips. Our dinner is usually around 4pm and is always turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, corn, green bean casserole, rolls and a variety of pies for dessert. Then we end the day watching a Christmas movie or two.
♥ What are your plans and traditions for Thanksgiving? I’d love to hear about them. ♥