We would either drive to Delaware or Georgia for Thanksgiving. The excitement of seeing our family was well worth the drive. But the blessing before dinner was always my favorite. It was like a mini sermon. My family is a praying family. We would shout our praise and thanks to God and remember loved ones that we lost. It was powerful and I always cried.
Some years we would stay in Michigan for Thanksgiving. When we stayed in Michigan. We would always go to the Thanksgiving Parade in Detroit with friends. Then we would gather as a family. The Detroit Lions was a tradition to watch them every Thanksgiving. One year I had the pleasure of going to a game on Thanksgiving and it was great. Even though we lost.
Turkey, dressing, macaroni and cheese, collard green, ham, cornbread, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, chitterlings, and the list goes on. The desserts were the best. Now chitterlings, I would eat as a kid with hot sauce on them. Until I learned what I was eating. Google chitterlings if you have no clue.
Thanksgiving for me meant counting my blessings despite whatever hell I had been through. As long as I was surrounded by people who loved me I was thankful. I am thankful for what some people may take for granted.
As Thanksgiving approaches I want you to reach out to family that you haven’t talked to in a while. If this is your first holiday without someone you love. I am sending special prayers for you. Prayers to comfort you and give you peace.
There are so many things to be thankful for and so many of you are such a blessing to my family.