Think back….to a place a little warmer…a little wetter….a little younger….. A place with a few more trees, bigger hills and a certain salty smell. During seasons like Thanksgiving, I can’t help but go back there. Back to my family sitting around a pingpong table or any hard surface that will seat all 25 plus of us. Turkey, wine and Wayne’s marshmellow salad. Grandpa’s prayer, “for what we are about to receive, may the Lord make us truly grateful.
My family is just getting into the next generation. I have 2 of 3 great grandchildren but the last time we spent Thanksgiving in BC it was just Jakob. And although it is very different than our family here in Three Hills, both are given by God’s grace and I am so thankful.
Thankful for a table big enough too keep those dear… near, thankful for turkeys to feed us, thankful for cousins for my children, cousins for me, thankful for in-laws, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, grandmas, papa’s, grammy’s, grandpa’s, Omi’s, Gramps’, great-grandpa’s grandmama’s grandpapa’s, and friends that join us at our table. Thankful for Ben and thankful for my two precious children.