My First Thanksgiving When Mom Was My GUEST! — 6 Comments

  1. Thank you for sharing this piece. I remember those first moments when trying to make my escape from family and feeling grown up in doing it. Your piece brings those feelings back. We were invincible and could accomplish anything, even cook a turkey. I will remember Thoreau’s thanksgiving quote. It’s a winner.

    Happy holidays. Suzy

  2. Smiles, goosebumps, holiday memory flashes happy and sad . . .
    it’s a wonderful call for such stories to be shared and read
    because we realize how many varied, wide-ranging, unique experiences we have
    and can put to pen : )

  3. Oh, Barbara, you brought tears. The way you describe that move to independence, and then that last paragraph. Wow. I might use that quote this Thanksgiving! Oh, and I love the visual of you birthing that turkey!

  4. This story (with the unexpected ending) brought chills and goosebumps. Thank you so much for reminding us that “now” matters and your mother decided to follow that now into the new life of her daughter. And a table filled with neighbors, friends (and mom=family) is truly what Thanksgiving is about. Thank you so much for sharing this memory.

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