[dropcap]T[/dropcap]he time grows closure to thanksgiving. I can hardly believe it. For many thanksgiving marks the day of giving thanks and that’s true. But it also marks new beginnings. Sometimes we’ve waited for years for our prayers to be answered. Sometimes they’re never answered. Then there are the times that prayers are answered in ways never thought imagined.
Holidays are now bitter sweet for me. People I have loved deeply are no long with us. Yet, I remain thankful for them. There are some who can not make it, but they’re in our hearts and thanksgiving. Families are coming home.
This year our home is filled with families. I pray it’s the first of many years to come. We love a full house and we love hosting. It makes us happy. To see the face that we love in our home, making memories. Every person, each one of them are dear to us. They all bring something to the table. It doesn’t matter how long they can stay, it only matters they came or had hoped to come. We’re having two days worth of festivities. Then afterwards the families whose work schedule wouldn’t allow it, we’re going to see the lights when they come through. I’m hoping to persuade them to stay with us. They are a gift. I love when I can see them though it’s not has much as I’d like now. If you were to meet my uncle and Aunt, you couldn’t help, but love them too. They have big hearts. I love how they pour into me, and I’m thankful for them seeing me for me.
This year- it’s different because we’re going to see both sides of the family for holidays this year. That’s never happened in my 26 years of life. And you know what? It’s about time. I love family, I love being a part of a family. There’s nothing like being loved and wanted by people who are blood and chose to be family. I’m highly blessed.
I believe- my grandparents and those who are no longer with us t would have been proud. I know I am.