Friday, November 25, 2011

The Day After

It began with musical theatre, floats, balloons and Santa Claus. A cup of coffee and coffee cake. My son and his beautiful Lisa. My grandpup, Millie, who just turned one. The day began with a parade.

Like many of my friends, we had a very quiet Thanksgiving this year. The girls were off with their Dad for one dinner then off to their Grandpa's for another. It was a different Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving comes in many forms. When James was doing a show at Wagon Wheel in Indiana, my sister and I took him to Thanksgiving at a hotel. Tables and tables were piled high with food. Years ago I spent the day with friends when my children were with their father. It didn't matter how I spent the day, I was thankful.

I don't think that I'm alone in saying that it is a day of memory. A day of being thankful for those times I celebrated with my parents and sisters. A time when family piled into the house with activity in every room. I remember those no longer here. I remember the sad times as well as the happy. I appreciate because I remember.

I don't stand in line on Black Friday. I dislike the name and dislike what it stands for. Commercialism takes away from the day of family, the day of appreciating what we have....not what we can buy the next day.

The day ended with Bing Crosby, Danny Kaye, Rosemary Clooney and Vera Ellen singing "White Christmas". Another Thanksgiving is gone. Still the sweet day lingers.....and I am truly thankful.


  1. Sounds like you had an awesome time with your family!

  2. Every day with family is awesome. Thanks for checking in.

  3. Years ago my sister and I used to shop the day after Thanksgiving. It was our little tradition. Black Friday hadn't been "invented" yet. Now I'm with you. No one in my family does Black Friday.