I would have much rather celebrated Flag Day. Or Ground Hog Day.
Anything but Thanksgiving.
I was such a
rebellious spirited child. The last thing I wanted was to be forced to sit at a dinner table with grownups.
Fast forward many years…
I’ve been on my own with the boys for 3 years, and each year I grow to appreciate my life and the people in it more and more
As a mom, I know exactly what it means to be thankful now.
Mo and B give me so much hope and determination to continue to make my life, our life, better.
Each year we cook a Thanksgiving meal listening to our holiday favorites.
We laugh. We make a mess. We eat.
But most importantly, we do it together.
It’s so fun creating memories and traditions with the boys. I love watching them grow to love and appreciate Thanksgiving and family.
And as I hear I hear Mo and B grumble about how they’re thankful to get closer to Christmas and presents, I can’t help but to chuckle.
In the journey to opening gifts on December 25, I’m glad my boys can appreciate family, football, and genuine happiness this Thanksgiving.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.