This Thanksgiving, we have so much to be greatful for. We have our 6th new baby, Lizzie. She is now 6 weeks old and very healthy! Sean has a wonderful job that pays all our bills and gives us plenty to spare. I can remember many Thanksgivings where we didn't know how we were going to afford a turkey and all the trimmings. We have a home, though small as it may be, we can pay the rent every month without worry. We've had many Thanksgivings ruined due to a pending eviction or no home at all. I could ramble about all day with all of our past misfourtunes, but that's not what Thanksgiving is all about, at least not to me. Tomorrow, as we wake up at the crack of dawn, in large part to Lizzie, we will begin our Thanksgiving cooking. As we are making our stuffing and turkey and having mimosas' with homemade quiche, we will be remembering those who have nothing at all. No home, no family, no food, nothing. We will say a prayer and ask God to help those less fortunate. Its also a time for us to remember our families past and present.
Thanksgiving was always a highlight for me as a child. We spent every Thanksgiving at my Grandparents house. As soon as we opened their front door, we were welcomed by the sound of Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, and Gene Autry singing carols. The smell of turkey and stuffing filled the house, as did laughter coming from the kitchen. I remember a warm happy feeling there as a child.
Thanksgiving is very different for me now. My Grandparents are no longer with us, and the traditions are very different today as well. As a child, we would always watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade and drink hot chocolate. My children don't enjoy the parade. Instead the house is filled with the sound of football. My Mother always made an apple pie to bring to the dinner, and Grandma made everything else. Today, Sean and I search for the best recipes on Food Network and Epicurious to make for our Thanksgiving dinner. We get up very early and make everything from scratch. I even make a wonderful Cornbread, Cranberry, and Sausage stuffing all on my own. We order our pumpkin and apple pie from Marie Callenders. Grandma would decorate the house for Christmas just after Thanksgiving, we have our house decorated a week before Thanksgiving. As a child, we would all sit together for dinner and enjoy Grandmas' semi-homemade feast. Everything on our menu, except the pies, are made from scratch. After all is done and the kitchen is cleaned, we all sit down to watch our first showing of A Christmas Story, as a family. I had never even heard of the movie as a child. That was a tradition Sean brought from his childhood. Instead, Mom, Dad and I would go home and go to bed to get up at the crack of dawn the next morning to go Christmas shopping with my Grandmother and Aunt Rene. Now, my husband gets up at the crack of dawn to go open his store for the crazy Christmas shoppers.