Fears and Tears

Thanksgiving is a special time of the year. It beckons one to slow down and savor the time spent with family and friends. All of the memories woven together, like a beautiful blanket or a warm sweater, which are held together with love to offer comfort and warmth. A time to remember the sunshine.

I find myself reminiscing to times past as I treasure the moments that seemed so ordinary, but truly were sweet and beautiful. The memories just seem to come to me, bringing a smile to my face and a tear to my eye. To times spent together as a family and as dear friends, I imagine the food, the laughter, the games played and the dessert and coffee, a moment caught in time of being with each other.

As Thanksgiving draws closer this year, I approach the day with mixed emotions. It is bittersweet as this is the “first” Thanksgiving without my dad, mother in law and uncle. I am grateful our family is together in my hometown, but it feels different. The house seems empty and in the quiet and stillness, a sadness can be felt.

I do look forward to the time that is to be spent together, as this is the treasure to be found. I don’t hold it in my hands, but I will let it pass by, that way the memories are made, and they will return to me, letting me experience the moment in time all over again. I find myself with a grateful heart.

What we once enjoyed and deeply loved, we can never lose, for all that we love deeply becomes a part of us. Helen Keller