It's Thanksgiving time.
I always find that the holiday, for me, is a time of reflecting. The spirit of my Father always seems to be around and abound. I think because Thanksgiving was always his favorite holiday. It was a time for family, food and thanks. He took such pride at getting up at 5am, getting the bird cleaned and ready, and always had it in the oven by 8am. We would usually eat around 1pm and have the rest of the day to nap, and snack. Another reason I feel him so much is because my Mom is with me. I'm sure he's there with her, watching over her.
There has been a sadness for me these past couple of months, as my Mother isn't doing very well. I think it may be a matter of time. She's in constant pain, and we think her tumor may be back. She had a scan last Friday, and it will be next Thursday before we know anything. I have had to get the Hospice ball rolling also.
This very well may be her last Thanksgiving and Christmas with us. I will know more about what we are dealing with soon, and it's one of those situations where I want to know....but I don't. I'm blessed in the fact that I have ben here every step of the way with her, and that I know she has been well cared for. The last thing my Dad said to us, "Take care of your Mother for me". Okay I said, and it's a promise I really took to heart. I have done my job, and continue to do. I di it for him....for her...and myself too.
Needless to say, tomorrow will be most thankful about family and being thankful for all that we have. I will always be thankful for my parents, their love, their stirit, and all that they sacraficed for us kids. This Thanksgiving I'm most thankful for the parents I was given.
Mom & Dad, I love you both beyond any words.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!