Thanksgiving Eve

It's so quiet around here this Thanksgiving Eve. Usually we were up till midnight finishing up all the cooking and preparations. The aroma of all the food was so thick you could taste it.  I used to tease Gretchen and the girls for going to all the trouble for what I called a "20 minute snack"   , but it was worth it all.  On the night before Thanksgiving,  I would have fixed the collards,  while the girls and Gretchen finished up the last of the desserts.. so much work went into, everyone was always worn out, but it was a labor of love..  
 
This year we just couldn't do anything here. Thankfully our neice and my sis in law got busy and  are going to host the dinner.  They are godsends. My girls got together at the oldest daughters house to fix the pies.  It gives them a chance to be active in the dinner, but not to have to deal with trying to do it here.  I guess we look for what causes the least pain.  
 
I miss the laughter and the fussing and all that went into getting the dinner together.  Sometimes it seemed we weren't going to get it all done, but somehow we did.  
 
d**n this all seems so bizarre. Sometimes it feels like I'm caught in a Twilight Zone episode. Sometimes it feels numb, other times it hurts so much.  
 
 
I miss you bunches baby..  
 
 

Meanderings God, Gretchen, Love, work