Thursday, November 23, 2017

Thanksgiving eve and morning

The sweetest thing: My son, daughter, and niece, who live in their own apartments now, all elected to sleep over at our house so they could awaken to the festivities, the cooking and blanket lounging and Thanksgiving Day parade watching this morning.

Last night, there were ten of us in the house, all the beds occupied, and the couches, too. We take over the kitchen in shifts. My husband made the mac and cheese last night, and my daughter made two scrumptious looking apple pies, then she and her dad seasoned the turkey, prepped the ham, and made a wicked sangria. I woke up and made the corn and cheese soufflé this morning, so that it could be out of the oven by 11 am, when the turkey needs to go in. My cousin is now in the kitchen making potato salad, after which my son will make my mother's sweet potato casserole topped with oven charred marshmallows, and then my husband will make broccoli in garlic and oil and a raft of roasted garden vegetables. The wine fridge is stocked, and even though dinner is not until 5 pm, some of the younger crew will arrive earlier than that, because being part of the pre-dinner preparation and Annual Dog Show watching chaos is part of the fun. 

I once read somewhere that the secret to a good party is a space that is too small for the people gathered, so that everyone is pretty much shoulder to shoulder, with no choice but to engage. I always remember that at Thanksgiving, when our three bedroom apartment seems to magically expand to accommodate the hoards. We have so much to be grateful for this year: My husband's steady recovery from open heart surgery in September—who would have guessed he'd be in the kitchen cooking the feast as usual? My daughter is at his side, trying to make sure he doesn't ignore doctors orders and lift anything too heavy. We're grateful, too, for my cousin now being cancer free, with pristine six month scans a week ago. It's been a tough year in some respects, but we've come through it, and now we're almost on the other side. Today, we will dare to exhale.







Happy Thanksgiving to all my lovely peeps out there in blog land. Being in this place together, writing our lives, the generous sharing of hearts, it helps keep me sane. On this day and all days, I am thankful for you, too.






11 comments:

  1. Thank you, Rosemarie. Wishing you all a wonderful day!

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  2. You and your family are a positive presence in my life. Such love and warmth. Kind wishes on Thanksgiving Day and always!

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  3. Happy, happy Thanksgiving, Angella. You have all the ingredients for another set of happy memories there. And, yes - exhale - such a good word to describe the setting down of burdens for awhile.

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  4. A million hearts and hugs and kisses and thanks for this community, our friendships. I, too, will exhale more fully simply knowing that your husband is doing so much better and your cousin too. It brings me a sweet joy, thinking of all your loved ones together in too small a space which expands as it is called to, for all of the love.

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  5. What a new day and a beautiful family.

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  6. Thank you, and a Happy Thanksgiving to you too! It looks like your family had a wonderful time!

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  7. I hope that you all had a wonderful day. X

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  8. Happy Thanksgiving (belatedly) to you and yours! Looks like the perfect cozy family holiday. :)

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  9. Beautiful pics, beautiful family. Thank you!!! Big HugS!

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  10. Your photos and words and gratitude express the true essence of this season. Thank you for sharing all of it.

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