For my entire life, Thanksgiving has been a time filled with good food, friends and family. Growing up, Thanksgiving was always at Grandmother's house. There was no other option. There was never an alternate plan. It was always there and that was that. In fact, Mom never spent a Christmas or Thanksgiving away from the house she grew up in. That was what she wanted and that's how it was. Fine by me. Early on, those Thanksgivings were filled with friends, mainly from church. I remember Jim and Lucy Reich came several times. The Herrell family was there quite often. Becky Hartzog came as did Scott Walker and his family. Doris Martino was a guest one year. I'm sure other friends from First Baptist attended our gathering at different points, but those are the ones that stick out in my mind.
When I was in middle school, Mom had the idea that we, as in she and Grandmother, would host members of Dad's family for Thanksgiving. First it was Uncle Tuck, Aunt Betty Jean and Grandma Fornes for a few years. Then Uncle Bob and Aunt Faye and their family started coming. Soon, all of Dad's brothers and his sister and their families would come. It was always such a joyous time for all of us. As an adult, I have spent Thanksgiving in many different places. Once Bill and Heidi were married, we had to divide holidays and spent every other Thanksgiving together. Some years we would drive out to where they lived and some years, we would meet somewhere in the middle to celebrate. On those other Thanksgivings, I would normally be with the in-laws and that was always special.
This year's, of course, was going to be different. Finding myself single at almost 50 for the first time in years throws tradition right out the window. I really had no plans for Thanksgiving for awhile. My good friend and next door neighbor always hosts a Thanksgiving dinner and invited me to be a part of it. I was thankful for the invitation. Through a series of conversations, we decided that I would host. Lois works at a hotel and would have be on duty Thanksgiving morning, so since I was going to be off it made sense for me to have everyone. Of course, I was delighted as I love to entertain and had not had anyone in the house since Easter. After many versions of the guest list and the menu, our Thanksgiving ended up being small. Just three of us: Myself, Lois and her sister Ruth.
I spent my Thanksgiving morning cleaning, cooking, setting the table and finishing up last minute details. Even with only three of us, I still enjoyed putting together my simple table. We had a wonderful meal and good time together. It was good for me to forget about work and school and just spend time with people I love. Lois and Ruth are family by choice, and I think it did us all good to be together. For me, personally, it was good to reconnect with a part of myself I haven't used in a while and that's hosting. I love it and that morning I felt better than I have in a long time.
Admittedly, I did have a few moments of melancholy. I was not where I normally would have been this year for Thanksgiving and I missed seeing that side of the family. I often wondered if my absence was noticed and acknowledged or was it just not talked about, which is fine too. But life changes and we change along with it. In the end, the tradition of spending Thanksgiving with family and friends continued this year. It may have been different, but it continued none the less. And for that, I am truly grateful.