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Thanksgiving Memories

Posted on | November 23, 2007 |

The following is dedicated to my grandmother…

Thanksgiving, it is a time for togetherness and thoughtfulness. I am an adult now but I can’t help remembering Thanksgivings spent at my grandparents house. I am the oldest and my brother is a little younger than me so it was just 2 and then the rest of the family. For a long time, my brother and I ate in the tv room watching movies and eating our meal. Then more cousins came along and I graduated to sitting with the adults.

I don’t know what it is but no matter how I old I get I will always remember Thanksgiving at my grandparents. There is no way that those memories could ever be recreated. It is a nice place to go when I am away. I suppose that how it goes when you get older and make your own way in the world and traditions change. Nothing wrong with that, is that what it means to grow older. I cook the Thanksgiving dinner where as while I was growing up, my grandmother did so.

Memories of Thanksgiving will always warm my heart and remember simpler days of a carefree life and limitless dreams. Hopefully the memories of my Thanksgiving can bring great memories to tomorrow’s Thanksgiving.

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