The thing I enjoyed most about Thanksgiving was that each year was spent with a different group of people than the year before – not always. For the most part our Thanksgiving dinners were intimate. 10 -12 people. Nothing overwhelming like the 30+ number that my neighbor from across the street likes to have. The more, the merrier – or so is her opinion. I prefer less people.
Sometimes we would enjoy the Thanksgiving holidays with various neighbors. Sometimes extended family. Sometimes just us. Each one different. Each one with positive memories.
I recall one year spending it with a couple who had two children. I think mom and dad had only three at the time. The movie, The Jazz Singer (the version with Neal Diamond as Jess Robin), had just gone to the dollar theatre. It was part of a double feature. The other movie was Scrooge. Our neighbor, Mary, LOVED the Jazz Singer and I still love the musical Scrooge.
So after our dinner we went to the theatre to see both movies. I believe it was the only time I had ever gone to the movies on Thanksgiving Day.
Mom’s neighbor from across the street LOVES Thanksgiving. Her idea of a perfect Thanksgiving is having dinner with OODLES of people. 30, 50 – though not always an overwhelming amount, I think it is the norm. We’ve probably had dinner with their family at least five times during my life time. And it hasn’t always been with all of the same people.
I remember having Thanksgiving dinner with my dad’s family one time. We had gone to my aunt’s apartment. We usually didn’t spend Thanksgiving as all of us. My dad’s brother spent the holidays with my aunt’s family. But there was that at least that one time. It was a long time before Corey or Kayla.
After Patrick got married, they would often alternate holidays – spending every other Thanksgiving with her family and then Christmas with ours and vise-versa. One year when they’d gone out of town, we asked my dad’s sister and her family to come spend Thanksgiving with us. The year my dad passed away, we drove out of state with Patrick and Sunny to spend the holidays with her family.
The thing I love the most about Thanksgiving is we get to spend it with a new group of people pretty much every year. It may seem nontraditional to do it that way. But it’s truly what I enjoy most about Thanksgiving.
This year we had Thanksgiving dinner (lunch) the Saturday prior to Thanksgiving. We held it at the Church building that Patrick and Sunny attend. Sunny had decorated the table so nicely. 18 chairs had been set up and each family contributed to the meal. Kayla made her first sweet potato pie ever. Corey really missed out with that one.
Each of us had also brought games to play. My family ended up playing only one. My mom was becoming more and more restless and Roland and I took her and Jenna to the movies. It was nice to hear my mom enjoying the movie. I thought she’d nod off but she didn’t.
We missed Corey this year, but I am grateful that he has the opportunity to spend the holidays with his honey (for a change). I am grateful for our non-traditional Thanksgivings. And I am grateful for my families and for Sunny who seems to hold us all together.