Normally we head up to the mountains for a big cluster of cousins and craziness. Not this year. This year that was done earlier at the K&K cousin wedding. This year is a Smallgood Thanksgiving.
For me, a wonderfully sweet Thanksgiving starts with watching the Macy's Day Parade and making silent prayers of thanks that I'm a Southerner and don't have to deal with temperatures that sound more like degrees of separation from Kevin Bacon. It includes making the official transition into Christmas movie watching season with an early viewing of It's a Wonderful Life (Marmie's favorite).
It means sweet smells of honeyed ham, buttery rolls, and pumpkin pies playing out like a symphony of fragrance throughout our home. They start out distinct and gradually meld into one delicious aroma that permeates our small home.
I love fitting around one table, stuffed elbow to elbow in the tiniest of corners. I love holding hands with my Granny as she says the prayer she says each and every time she sits down to eat. (I don't like holding hands with my Pop as he squeezes my fingers too tight).
I appreciate the chance to be with my family in this brief time, a small sanctuary of time that is ours.
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