Way back when we were all children, Thanksgiving was the harbinger of the crown jewel of all holidays; Christmas. Of course it was wonderful to have everyone together for turkey day, but as kids we knew that Thanksgiving was the first step to Christmas. Many times my favorite unkle would drive down from Maine to join us for Thanksgiving, and he would stay with us for a few wonderful days.
We always drove up to my grandparents’ house for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Then there was the food; every year Thanksgiving was the same table full of deliciousness; the beautifully roasted turkey filled with my grandmother’s mouth-watering stuffing, the carrots and celery in a lovely glass bowl, boiled and buttered onions, a huge bowl of gravy, baked potatoes, homemade Parker House rolls, boiled peas and after that, one of my grandmother’s fabulous desserts.
As I was an only child, I used to wonder what it would be like to have brothers and sisters. I also wondered what our Thanksgivings and Christmases would be like as well. Despite what most people think about “only children” who can do what ever they please, who got loads of toys for Christmas and whose birthday was a huge event; that’s just not so, trust me.
Those were good times, and to this day I think of them fondly. Sadly because of the corona virus, we won’t be going up to Maine this year to be with the grandgirls. The same may happen for Christmas as well, but we will make the best of it. Thankfully in this day and age we can still see each other via the internet.
While things change around us, what stays with us is the love and good memories of the holidays gone by. Even the corona virus can’t dampen our spirits or our memories. Things may be a bit different this year, but that doesn’t change the fact that we have good memories and the hope of even better ones again.