I have so much to be thankful for. I always feel closer to my grandparents this time of year. They both have been gone 18 years now, and I still miss them as much as I did then.
I am thankful for the time I spent with them. Most of my childhood I lived with them and my Mom. I sat on the kitchen counter, on my Granny's bed, and on my Papa's lap or on his tractor and listened to every word they spoke. I held onto them and remembered them.
Whether it is one of my Granny's recipes, or one of my Papa's stories, I remember them and they are priceless to me.
I will be cooking my Granny's dressing, gravy, and pecan pie this Thanksgiving, as I do every year. We will sit down and I will feel her next to me.
While I am cooking or cleaning up, I will probably sing some old church hymn, and I will feel my Papa standing next to me, I may even hear him whistling. I so loved to hear him whistle.
These things I will never forget and they cannot be bought. I am thankful for them. When Christmas comes, I will have another set of memories from my grandparents to make me smile. Traditions were not known to me when I was in the middle of the woods, bundled up, freezing, and trying to pick the perfect tree, but now they are awesome. I love them and I treasure everything they taught me!