This year Thanksgiving looks different for most of us. My husband works every other year on Thanksgiving, and I usually join him for a special lunch at the retirement community where he works.
There are so many lovely people who live there, and I get to visit with them. One special lady tells me stories of living in France around the time of World War II. She and her mother ran down a street and finally escaped the Nazis riding a bicycle. Later she was on the first ship of war brides to leave Europe and come to the United States.
Some residents share my love of reading. Master garderners live here and have created masterpieces at their homes. Many take vacations around the world. One lady and I share a birthday in common, and she turned one hundred this year and invited me to her birthday celebration.
Other years we visit our family. Many years we hosted Thanksgiving at our home. After eating, we played football outside then other games inside, and then we’d eat again. I don’t know about you, but the second meal always tasted the best because there was less stress.
This year Tim will go to work, and Heinz and I will stay home. Weather permitting, we’ll go for a walk on the beach and visit our families long distance.
I’m so thankful for you my friends and family. Wherever you are, I hope you have a happy and safe Thanksgiving.