coming out of my shell

coming out of my shell

Monday, November 25, 2019

Thanksgiving 2019

I'm trying to get excited about Thanksgiving. It's a lovely holiday and deserves some of my time and attention. Other people's Thanksgiving posts have helped - many thanks for that. 

I need to break out of this bland and soothing convalescence and start feeling excitement and joy again. What is really motivating me is the realization that Thanksgiving memories at Grandma and Grandpa's for our two youngest grandchildren are up to us, since it is usually at our house. So, I will garner the courage to limp into the garage and unpack the good dishes. Why not?


While I'm at it, maybe I'll make the Christmas fruitcake this weekend.   

I'm thankful for the joy this holiday forces me to remember.  It feels good.

 
Our youngest grandson's "grateful plate" he made at school last year

21 comments:

  1. I'm grateful for my wonderful friends. That means YOU.

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  2. How well I remember holidays with my grandparents. My children remember holidays with their grandparents. My grandchildren remember holidays with me. It is the fabulous way that families work. You are smart to understand that your grandchildren will expect Thanksgiving with you. They are building memories.

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    1. And it's all that more precious since it isn't only our own memories.

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  3. What a super grateful plate. Put my name on the back.

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  4. Grandchildren make us realize, that no matter what we are going thru, how lucky we are to have their love.

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  5. I like the idea of Thanksgiving, it would be good to have it in the UK. It's easy enough to whinge and moan, but we often take for granted all the things we're grateful for. Like being in a peaceful country and not in the middle of a war zone, for a start.

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    1. Yes, it is a nice reminder that sometimes we need to slow down and eat together slowly and with great purpose.

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  6. I never knew my grandparents. I only met my one grandmother twice; I wish I'd had the chance to spend time with her. From what my cousins tell me she was a wonderful, fun lady, but she lived too far away.

    Your grandchildren are blessed to have you so close. I hope you have a lovely Thanksgiving and put lots of rum in your fruitcake:) That's how my mum liked it.

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    1. I'm trying to decide whether to use rum or bourbon. Hard choice. I think I'll let my husband decide.

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    2. I only had one grandmother alive when I was alive, my father's mother. She was wonderful. We never had a meal at her house, though. My grandfather didn't seem to like children all that much.

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  7. I am always surprised by the peculiar things my kids remember about holidays at my parents - particular decorations, the way the gravy boat always dripped, and the little gadget that picked crumbs off the table they would fight over to use. Life is funny like that. Have a wonderful memory making holiday!

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  8. I love remembering the old Thanksgiving dinners with my grandmother. It is so wonderful to revisit those days. I'm glad you are going to make it a holiday your grandchildren will remember. Happy Thanksgiving!

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  9. Go on and be a fabulous grandmother. The kids will remember this all their lives.

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  10. Aha, the unpacking of the "good dishes", an event pregnant with significance. How tangled up the good dishes were in our lives. As wedding present we received a dinner service from VR's younger sister (Alas, now dead) - Falling Leaves pattern, in bone china that rang musically when tapped. Because we didn't know what the future would bring we packed them up and took them with us to the US. Where we used them every day of our six-year stay. We had no other crockery, you see. Took them back to the UK minus one plate which became crazed after a fire in the kitchen of 622 Bower Hill Road, Mount Lebanon, Pittsburgh (It still stands; I've Google Earthed it.) Amazingly the insurance paid for a replacement air-lifted from the UK - easily our most expensive dining contrivance.

    Back in the UK this well-used service was deemed "too good" for everyday use and we bought other plates. It's a right royal pain digging the china out for special events and mostly the set remains snug, safe and unused. The paradox of possessions.

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    1. It has been a couple years since I dug mine out. They live in boxes too heavy to carry, on a sturdy shelf in my garage. Interesting that you used them in the U.S., I'm happy you did that.

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