I love Thanksgiving. I love the cooking and the family gathering from all over to share the holiday. It is better than Christmas to me. No worries about presents and such, and complexities of family commitments for different people can be easily handled by having our holiday on Saturday instead of Thursday.
That works great for family members who live a bit distant, and need to deal with working schedules and such. Also works for other family members who have other family celebrating on Thursday and it is hard for them to be in both places.
We had just moved in to Sunset House last year when we had our first family Thanksgiving in the new house. I thought maybe we would go somewhere else this year, but happily for me, that wasn’t to be and I got to do Thanksgiving two years in a row!
Melody and family drove south from Eugene early on Saturday morning. Both grandsons Axel and Xavier were free from work and school that day. Axel lives and works in Albany, and Xavier is attending college in Eugene. Axel brought his roommate Oni along who has shared holidays with us over the last few years.
Grandson Matthew and Daughter Deborah
Mo and I also decided to invite the neighbors from across the street who have family in distant cities. Karen and Glenn were so good to daughter Deborah when she lived in our little cottage back before we tore it down to build this house. Deb has maintained her friendship with them and we enjoy inviting them over now and then, especially when Deb is here.
Daughter Deb and her son Matthew joined us as well, and Deb got to take her famous creamed veggies to two Thanksgiving celebrations this year. Everyone agrees it wouldn’t be Thanksgiving without Deb’s creamed vegetables, and Melody’s apple pies.
I do so love the traditions that are made more wonderful by the years of repetition. Melody sent a photo of Facebook of her apple pies that were ready for transport and said, “Here is an apple pie for Mo”. Mo loves Melody’s apple pies. Right around that same time I got a Facebook memory notification from 8 years ago with a photo of Melody’s apple pies and a note saying “Here are the apple pies for Mo”. Traditions are such a sweet thing.
Left to right: Neighbor Karen, Grandson Axel, Grandson Xavier, friend Oni, Grandson Matt, Daughter Melody, Melody’s Robert, and Neighbor Glenn
We had a lovely day, good food, and instead of games and puzzles, we spent a long time sorting the gorgeous tumbled stones that Melody brought. She lives in a small house, loves to collect and tumble rocks and has no place to put them. Lucky us, we get a huge stash of tumbled stones from all over the northwest to grace our gardens here at Sunset house.
Mattie loves it when the house if full of people, friends, family, workers, anyone. She loves people to be around. Of course she also loved it that most people will slip her a treat during big family meals.
None of the family could stay for the night this year as they sometimes do. I bought a stash of plastic containers with the holiday shopping and made sure everyone had a good selection of leftovers to take home. Everyone left in time to get home before darkness set in.
It was a long and lovely day, and once we were alone again, Mo and I settled into the quiet, enjoying the fire and sneaking a few bites of leftovers. Perfect Thanksgiving.