In 2000, I went out to Indiana to spend one last Thanksgiving with the extended family. We knew we had some terminally ill family members, so we made the trek out to spend one last giant holiday party with the family. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves and our family. We talked for hours into the night, telling stories and laughing. There were close to 30 members of the extended family who showed up. Dinner started at 2:00 pm and people sit around and talked for 12 straight hours. As we got tired, we would pull out a blanket, find a place on a sofa or the floor and doze off while everyone else kept going. By the time we finally went to bed at 2, there was no food left. We had decimated the deserts early, and then kept pulling leftovers out of the fridge to make sandwiches as the night wore on. This remains one of my favorite Thanksgiving memories.
This year, our daughter is cooking.
They want to host both families in their tiny little one bedroom apartment. This is going to be great! It has all of the hallmarks of the very best of memories in the making. Small apartment, first large family gathering, first time cooking a turkey... So many possibilities for so many wonderful stories. Best of all, the two families will get to spend time getting to know each other better as our kids make a new family. Who could ask for more?
Do you have a favorite Thanksgiving memory?
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