Thanksgiving Memories

Grandpa didn’t say he was coming home to die. He said he was coming home to make good memories with the time he had left.

Today we celebrated Thanksgiving. Our celebration included grace said around the hospital bed in the living room that we can only hope Grandpa heard before we had dinner on the other end of the house.

Today was hard.

Today we cried.

But today, when the butter shot out of the mixer while mashing potatoes, across the kitchen into the gravy and when we pulled out the old deck of animal rummy cards for a few lively rounds before bed and a dozen other smaller points in between, we also made good memories.

And that’s worth all the heartache and tears.

 

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8 comments on “Thanksgiving Memories

  1. Julie says:

    You’re so blessed with all your great memories. Thinking about all of you during this difficult time

  2. Corky says:

    Sounds like the big Fink had a hand in some things……much love.

  3. Widdershins says:

    And your grandfather got to be surrounded by all that wonderful energy. 🙂

  4. Aunt Kathy says:

    So sorry for your losses. But I’m glad you got to have some good memories out of it all. Wish I was closer so I could have made brownies. Chocolate is always good. Can’t wait for the book to be published! Love y’all!

  5. I agree, definitely worth it. All the best to you.

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