Monday, November 26, 2007


Thanksgiving was great. We went to my Grandfathers house in Livermore, Ky, and our whole family was in. My grandmother passed away 2 years ago, so everyone pitched in and cooked Thanksgiving Dinner. Dinner was great; we had the traditional Turkey, Ham and all the trimmings. I cooked Puerto Rican Rice and Pigeon Peas, and my sis cooked greens per my request (she make the best Greens!!!!)

Livermore reminds me of Mayberry. There are two caution lights, and one grocery store. The only restaurant chain is Subway, and you rent movies at the gas station. I love Livermore. My dad grew up there, and the house my grandfather lives in use to be my Granny's house. When we go there to visit is almost like it is it's own little world. There is a population of 1482 people, with 614 households, and 405 families. It's one of those towns were everyone knows everyone.

It was great to see everyone and catch up with what was going on in everyone’s lives. The kids played, Adam, Alex, Starr, Adriana, Alexandria, and Caden. Me and my sister and my cousins, my mom and my aunts, all looked at Ads for the Black Friday sales. The kids were driving everyone crazy, because it was too cold to play outside. They reminded me of all my cousins, and me and how we used to play together and get really creative, like the famous Pickelitis Homemade movie. It was about the dreaded disease Pickelitis.

My oldest son wants to be a Marine when he grows up. My Uncle Bob was a Major in the Marines and he had lots of cool things to show him. He gave Little Adam something he had made up that had all of his ranks that he attained, and his deployment information, and Little Adam loved it.

We went to the Cemetery, which sits on a hill, Oak Hill Cemetery. We always go to the cemetery, and love when my dad walks around with me telling me about our family and his friends who are buried there. As we went to leave I told Alex how I like to kneel down and say a prayer before I leave, and I looked over and his little eyes were squeezed shut. Then my dad kissed his hand and touched my grandmother’s tombstone, and we all did the same as we turned to leave.

When we got back to the house, we said our goodbyes, and I walked into the kitchen. There are so many memories in the house, and everywhere I look, I see my grandmother. In the bathroom her bathrobe still hangs, and her makeup is still on the vanity. It is always hard to leave. It's hard to leave my grandfather there, alone. But as a friend reminded me, one day he will be there with her, and it will like they never left each other.

I am so thankful for my family and my friends. I am thankful for my church. I am Thankful for my God, and that he gave his only Son for me, my family, friends, my church and for you too!

1 comment:

cmwhitworth said...

I am so glad you had a wonderful thanksgiving. Its those small bits of time and moments in life that get us from day to day. XOXO