Sitting
in my grandmother’s living room after yet another wonderful Thanksgiving
dinner, my mom, dad and I were able to have a conversation about gathering
together as a family to enjoy a traditional meal. Our bellies and hearts both
full from a day of great food and great company, I asked them questions about
Thanksgiving, ranging from topics such as what their favorite parts are, and
what we can learn from it.
The first thing I wanted to know
from my parents was their favorite part about this year’s Thanksgiving. As we went over the evens of the day, we had to
laugh a laugh about was the outcome of this year’s dinner. At around noon, my
mom and I were preparing the dinner roles for Thanksgiving at 2:00, when we get
a call from my grandma saying she had forgotten to put the turkey in the oven.
It was a Thanksgiving tragedy! No turkey, no happiness. So our dinner was
delayed until 6:00 pm. I found this pretty fitting, however, considering it is
called Thanksgiving dinner, after
all. I don’t know how or why this whole “lunchtime-dinner” tradition started. My
mom said that she just loved the fact that we were all together as a family; I
was down from school, and we had our relatives from out of state there. My dad
liked that we were able to do out traditional “Turkey Shoot” that morning. He
loves taking my brothers and I shotgun shooting, so the Turkey Shoot is always
a fun one with everyone there.
After hearing these answers I came
to the conclusion that neither of them said anything about the actual dinner;
both of their favorite things were simply about the family being together. So I
asked, “What do you think a purpose of having a big traditional meal is, then?”
My mom responded pretty quickly to that one. She brought up the fact of us
getting together with her side of the family for a monthly dinner. Is it the
dinner that we all really gather for? No, it is the company of the people we
are eating with. My dad said that good food is just a good excuse to get
everyone there, and to ensure a good time!
After talking to my parents and
analyzing Thanksgiving myself, I realized that sitting around my grandma’s
table this year was a wonderful experience for me. We were blessed to have my
Uncle back from Afghanistan, and his family from Arizona, and also my Aunt’s
family from Idaho. My step-uncle was also there; a few days previous I learned
that he is now going through a rough divorce. However, when we were at that
table, almost all of us together, It allowed me to step back and feel the
gratitude in the room and all the negativity slip away. Being able to be with
family over Thanksgiving truly is a blessing. I will miss that group of people
when I leave for Oklahoma. My Thanksgiving will be a lot different next year.
But that is the great thing about family. I know that they will all still be
thinking about me. I also know that I will foster relationships in Oklahoma
that will make me feel like I am still at home.
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