I spent the morning making apple cake with my beautiful mom...memories of Thanksgiving's past flooding the forefront of my mind.
As we get ready to celebrate this day of giving thanks, (one more of the many firsts since my dad's passing in March), I am overcome with a renewed sense of loss and sadness.
Searching out a new normal for the holidays is uncharted territory for my family. Territory that we would just as soon not travel.
Even in the loss and sadness, what I'm finding is that the joy of the season is not found solely in being physically surrounded by the people we love but in the remembering of the daily moments that those people have blessed us with.
Thanksgiving is not just one day...but a celebration of everyday.
Whether there are twenty people at your table or just two, whether you find yourself surrounded by loved ones or find your table set for one, my prayer is that your mind be filled with sweet memories and your heart be filled with thanks.