Thanksgiving is a time for family and friends, yet some people still don’t understand this concept. The family structure is not as solid and strong as it us to be, this is why some family members choose to be scattered and unappreciative in a time of giving thanks.
Children no longer make their way to their parents or grandparents home for thanksgiving. Long gone are the days of “over the mountains and through the woods to grandmothers house we go”. Some people don’t understand that “family is not only important but the backbone of our being“. Some of us don’t get that memo until it’s too late.
I “thank God” that my girlfriends family still and always embrace the concept of “family first’ and the importance of family dinners and Thanksgiving gatherings year after year. My conscious was even called into question as she reminded me of how we’d meet at her mom’s house every Sunday after church, break bread and shared meals.
My girlfriend further reminded me, of the many Sundays I planted my feet firmly under her mother’s table for the macaroni and cheese, cornbread, yams and array of other soul food favorites. She said “yeah Tracy you could be blogging about Sunday dinners here, instead of all these restaurants you be going to every week”. I was so strongly convicted because she was RIGHT!! Her mom is known for preparing a meal at the drop of a hat and can fry fish like It’s nobody’s business.
This “friend of mine” was inherited because our families are friends and the love is genuine and this is where I spent my thanksgiving. Thankful and reminded that “their home is where my heart is and will always be” no matter how far I rome on this journey called life, because it is in their atmosphere of family, where I will always experience love, warmth, respect and positivity…and for that I’m thankful and grateful.
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