Thanksgiving is a Holiday close to my heart. Growing up is was a feast prepared by my grandmother and my dad. It was a time when the Good Clan would gather at Grandma's Ranch out in Newhall/Saugus area. All of my cousins came, we played cards, hunt for anything living in the creek, have tetherball competitions and just hang out. I was the youngest and a real pest to my older cousins. Always wanting to be a part of everything. Once they tied me to a tree just to get me out of the way. Of course I was always made to sit at the kids table with a few cousins that felt sorry for me. The feast was never ending and after most retreated to the couches to moan and groan from eating too much and then fall asleep. The non-cooks would clean up. I would go lay on the front lawn and watch the bats come out at dusk to eat the gnats. Sometimes they would come pretty close to me but it was always an amazing show.
Have you noticed that their are 1 or 2 people that keep the family together at Thanksgiving? When Grandma died my dad kept it up. He and his wife Adrianne would have at least 30 people come to their Thanksgiving feast. The cacophony in the kitchen was alive, with everyone helping. The naps after were the tradition. The people would change. My cousins mostly had families of their own and would make their own traditions. But my dad's table was always full. I finally was big enough where I didn't have to sit at the kid's table anymore. When my dad died, the large gatherings of the Good clan died too. He was the force that brought us together, as was his mother before him.
It was time for Steve and I to make our own traditions. I didn't think Thanksgiving was Thanksgiving without a large group of people. So we tried making it a travel holiday. That lasted until we had kids. We would invite others to join us but I was never able to recapture the Thanksgiving of my youth. I guess that's part of growing up.
Now we look forward to Thanksgiving with just our immediate family. We cook enough for 20 and offer our table to others but if it's just us, it's ok. We don't see Ashton very much so that's always a treat and Chris is usually hangin' with his buds. Every minute we get with them is a treasure and we are very very thankful. With my mom being 86, my ALS and the kids off in making their own lives, time together is a true blessing.
We are truly thankful.
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Here is a picture of my beautiful family, it's a little outdated,2009. Hopefully a new one will be posted if we can get out of our PJ's!
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. . . .