Thanksgiving used to mean getting together with family for the start of the holiday season without the pressure of having to deal with gifts, but the last real family Thanksgiving I had was in 2007, when we traveled to my sister's house in Louisville and everyone was there except Mom. It was nice and relaxing, I got to meet Taylor and we actually exchanged gifts from Dad since we were all together.
Thanksgiving 2008 was a shock to me. I went to pick Dad up from the airport and when I saw him, I knew something was wrong. He ate very little, and had lost a lot of weight. It was very unsettling, and he was diagnosed with lung cancer less than 6 weeks later and came to live with us so I could be his caregiver.
Thanksgiving 2009 was bittersweet. Dad had been admitted to the hospital the Tuesday prior with broken ribs that resulted in pneumonia and heart problems. Carolyn flew in and we actually had a nice Thanksgiving dinner at Chris' house in light of the fact that we were all worried.
Ever since that Thanksgiving, things just haven't seemed right. The holiday used to be full of family, fun and food. I have always enjoyed cooking and entertaining so it kind of just fell upon me to do it, although last year Jason fried a turkey and we spent the holiday at his new home.
This year began seeming like a burden to me because I wasn't have the kids for Thanksgiving, but they do want to come over in the evening so asked me to cook. However, we are going to spend the long weekend with my BFF (and Hannah's nanny), whom I haven't seen in way too long. Hopefully this will help with the holiday spirit.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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