Thanksgiving has new meaning to me now that I had the scare of nearly dying two days after it last year. We wanted to take the kids to the hospital I stayed at and show our thanks to the staff and make a donation or something but now that is impractical and Mr. No Coat (I will come up with something better but mom is right, Penis Department is too derogatory even if we both thought it was funny) doesn’t even have the day off to travel down with us on Thursday. We will take marigolds to my grandmother’s grave on Thanksgiving and scatter her ashes. I will talk to the children about my grandma’s death and my thanks that she was with us for so long and my gratefulness for my family and that I still am alive and have them. But I still want to demonstrate charity and good work. They are so young.
I am so thankful for my sweet man and our awesome if somewhat whiny children. I hope nobody has to go through the loss of a loved one, but since inevitably it does happen, and I am just glad I got this very vivid reminder of how fragile and treasured life is. And then I go and forget all too often too. But I have a great healthy body and I want to express that by treating it better in the coming year, as well as demonstrate it to my family. Do any of you practice something with your children that demonstrates either thanksgiving or charity?