Dear Mom and Dad:
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. This is the first time – ever?- that you and I won’t be sharing dinner. I must confess it didn’t hit me until this morning when a friend of mine was talking about her parents coming to her home for Thanksgiving. She had a coffee with her Dad this morning, she said, and talked about how much she enjoys talking with her Dad.
I don’t feel envious. I feel like I am in unfamiliar waters. Thanksgiving will be different without either of you.
Mom, who will Kevin tease when it comes to your stuffing wars? I still think yours was better – wish I had payed more attention while you were making it. Maybe I’ll have to make some cranberry sauce like you taught me the last Thanksgiving we shared together.
The image of you looking at Dad, with your head resting on your hand, is forever ingrained into my mind. The scarf you wore – I gave to Auntie Helen and she brought it here this summer to wear during the Malloff reunion.
Dad, you were always so gracious at these dinners. You never said much, but, as you would say, “Wisdom is knowing what to say and not saying it anyway.”. The grace, “Some ha’ meat and canne’ eat – and some can eat but want it – but we ha’ meat and we can eat so let the Lord be thanked” will INDEED be recited tomorrow.
So – it brings me to consider the things for which I am thankful – one for each year of my life would allow me to offer thanks for 49 things. Here they are:
- health – and the ability to look forward to good health
- family who gathers around our dinner table
- faith – when the going gets tough
- hope – what would we do without it?
- friends who still reach out – even though time separates us
- fall – well, actually, spring
- history – and being a part of it
- future – knowing that great things are still yet to come
- my talents
- my humility
- a home filled with love and laughter – and sometimes tears
- colour – especially in the fall
- good food
- the ability to cook
- my kitchen
- laughter – sometimes remembering how a joke goes
- wine – mainly white
- music – especially Nat King Cole!
- the ability to play the piano and sing
- the ability to teach
- students who love to learn – or learn to love learning
- learning how to teach better
- being open minded
- being a wife
- to Kevin – my partner, my friend, my inspiration
- being a mom to Ben, Katya, and David
- the ability to write
- to tell stories
- to have people who tolerate my stories
- maple syrup
- maple trees
- colourful leaves
- memories of the farm
- memories our first home in Collingwood
- learning to mud and tape from Dad
- learning to sew – and being able to give up sewing as it is way too frustrating – from Mom
- midnight talks with Mom
- midnight talks with Dad
- holding hands
Happy Thanksgiving to you, Mom and Dad. We will definitely raise a glass of wine to you and be grateful for all that you have meant to so many! And I’ll count my blessings.
Here is the “master blessing counter”, Bing!