My mom always tells me to stop watching the clock whenever we sit down to Thankgiving dinner. But I can’t help it. I have a guilty confession to make: I really do not love Thanksgiving. (Sorry.) Well, let me rephrase that: Even thought I love doing the cooking with my Mom (especially baking pies!), I really do not love that it takes 2 — sometimes even 3 — days of preparation for a meal that we all take only 25 minutes to enjoy! Bah.
Witt thoughtfully reminds me that if “you don’t enjoy the process, it isn’t worth doing”, so I tried very hard to be in the moment this year. Because truly, it isn’t really about the final product, right? It’s that you get that time with your family and friends to enjoy the traditions, whether new ones or old. This year, I got to spend it with Witt and his Dad, along with Mom & Dad, Grandfather and Miss Ellie. We took all our turkey and trimmings up to my bro’s cabin in Blue Ridge, and did our newest tradition of taking a walk down to the river and train tracks after the giant meal.
It was a really wonderful day. And I couldn’t be more thankful for my dear friends and family this year. Oh, and Miss Ellie. (Even though she’s sticking her tongue out at me in that picture above!)