I agree with Brian. I’d rather hold off on Christmas music, shows, commercials, etc., until after Thanksgiving… with one exception… the classic Dr. Suess’s, “How the Grinch Stole Christmas”. It’s on TV now and I can’t resist! The timing is pretty uncanny as well.
This afternoon, I bundled up and decided to go on a pecan hunt in my backyard. Kicking the leaves from side to side, the acrid scent of the tree’s leaves once again stirred up wonderful memories from my childhood. How I’d love to spend another Thanksgiving in my grandfather’s old home place in Jonesville, where our extended family gathered to celebrate every year.
Papa used to always say that our house reminded him of a lot of his home place because it too is old and white with a wrap-around porch. Perhaps that’s why I enjoy having Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners here at the house now. The color and age of the home aren’t the only similarities.
Our home also holds the same dining room table and buffet that was used for all those Thanksgivings in Jonesville. Although the old oak buffet doesn’t hold the same incredible food it once held, it is covered with many sweet memories.
In all honesty, if I’m not careful, I can easily become saddened by what used to be… much like today while picking up pecans. But when I came inside, I found this quote waiting for me in the latest issue of Woman’s Day: