Thanksgiving. The First Tough One

Thanksgiving for me has gone from something that I took for granted to something that I cherish more in my older years. My younger years with my mom and dad were one’s of us all gathering. The typical fire place roaring, football on in the living room tv, and my father, Chet, carving the turkey. All of my younger year Thanksgivings were in the mid-west so the climate was much colder and often snow. So when I now have Thanksgivings with temperatures of sixty degrees – it feels out of place to me.

I’ve since lost both of my parents and the holidays are always a tough time. I didn’t have any holiday memories of my older years with my dad which is a real shame. So much we could have talked about. So much we could have worked past. So much I could have taken responsibility for. Never the opportunity. My mom, however, I was with on her last Thanksgiving in hospice care and I remember watching ‘The West Wing’ with her. I remember her making a rebound and her body feeling better and her spirits getting higher. I thought she was going to make it all the way thru New Year’s Eve or maybe into summer. Turns out my optimism was misguided and she lasted until that first week of December. So much I wish I had said.


So Thanksgiving comes around and it’s the first of my very rough holidays. It’s the first that reminds me that my parents are gone. So below I’ll post one of my favorite West Wing clips. Mom: I miss you and I’m watching thinking of you.

Be thankful of those around you. Enjoy the time around them. Cherish the moments. For you really never know how long they’ll be around.

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