Last night we had my parents, Chris and Kadi, Lisa and Justin over for our own Thanksgiving meal. I cooked a turkey breast, ham, dressing, mashed potatoes and gravy, cranberry sauce, mac and cheese, peas, corn, and two coconut cream pies. My mom brought a really nice salad with all sorts of toppings and a pecan pie, and Lisa brought homemade rolls. It was quite a feast!
This house doesn’t have a formal dining room, something I really do miss at times. But we improvised. David picked up a large table and chairs from our church which we set up in the family room. I don’t think he quite understood why this was important to me – he would be just as happy for everyone to crowd around the table in the kitchen or even the coffee table in the family room – but he did it for me anyway. I pulled out my wedding china, crystal and my mom’s silver which she gave me year before last (she hadn’t used it in years and knew I would enjoy it). I quickly pulled together some items from around the house for the center arrangement. This sort of thing brings me pleasure. I’ve always loved to “play house”.
With our plates filled and one of Chris’ playlists on the stereo, we gathered together around the table. My dad offered the blessing and we then spent the next couple of hours enjoying good food and the company of people we love. We shared stories and laughed together and once again I was reminded of how blessed I am. Today I give thanks for the pleasure of breaking bread with loved ones.