Thanksgiving is one of those holidays that I remember well from my youth. My dad and mom would do the traditional dinner, family would gather and share stories from the past year of our simple lives. Not much changes.
Our son Bryan arrived last night (he is here from Houston and moving to Rhode Island on the 28th) and daughter Sara will be here from Houston Tuesday for a few days. Lucy & Miguel and our grandson Lance will be here off and on, cooking and spending Thursday with us as they live the closest. Our dear friend Naomi, who teaches at the local school will join us for a visit on Thursday. It will be a grand day.
It is our wish that each of you enjoy this week and stop to give thanks for all that you have to share.
Until next time.