|the Last Thanksgiving - 2014|
Here's a picture of our last Thanksgiving together in this house in 2014. Last year, Dad went to Lori's, and we went to the Creager's. This is the first Thanksgiving in this house since you died.
I miss you. I have been thinking about you a lot as I prepared meal ideas for this Thanksgiving. I am shopping today for last minute things and making mashed potatoes and a Thai slaw salad for tomorrow plus dinner for me and Liesel tonight.
However, my sadness at approaching this holiday has nothing to do with how behind I am on this blog. I considered abandoning all the November entries up to today, but instead, I will make many simple posts to catch up. In fact, once I finish with the Salem trip and the Cubs win, I may roll out basic picture and comment posts with the exception of the election until I am caught up and can get back on my daily schedule.
The main thing keeping me from skipping over the 20 some posts that I am behind is entry #500, which falls during this time period and feels significant enough to me to warrant catching up.
I know it's not a new thing to say I miss you or to miss you in my heart, but it's especially sharp-edged around this time because of this holiday.
But it helps to feel you watching, Mom. Thanks.
I am thankful for you and all the time we had together.
Reflect and connect.
Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.
I miss you so very much, Mom.
Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.
- Days ago = 507 days ago
- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1611.23 - 10:10
NOTE on time: When I post late, I had been posting at 7:10 a.m. because Google is on Pacific Time, and so this is really 10:10 EDT. However, it still shows up on the blog in Pacific time. So, I am going to start posting at 10:10 a.m. Pacific time, intending this to be 10:10 Eastern time. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom. But I am not going back and changing all the 7:10 a.m. times. But I will run this note for a while. Mom, you know that I am posting at 10:10 a.m. often because this is the time of your death.