The TSB staff continue to share personal memories of their favorite Thanksgiving. Our own Maryann Kuhn offers today’s story.
The Memories That Will Be Are Important
By Maryann Kuhn
Thanksgiving – it’s not the memories that were – it’s the memories that will be. I have not seen my Dad in 3 years. That’s a lifetime for my father, 91 ½ (I count in half years, because at his age, every day you are vertical is a good one), who has not seen his grandchildren grow into the beautiful young adults he is so proud of.
We do, however, talk to each other a lot. Whether it’s politics, sports (he is a die hard Giants fan), the news of the day, the grandkids, or even just the weather, conversation with my Dad is always inspiring, sometimes challenging (we are Packers fans), but always fun. I thank God everyday he is still on this earth.
Every year since my mom passed away 5 years ago, Dad has celebrated Thanksgiving with his in-laws, my cousins, and their families. He has been warmly invited over the years, yet I can only imagine the sadness of missing us. When I mentioned in passing that we would be celebrating Thanksgiving with him this year, he thought I was kidding. No joke Dad, we will be with you, enjoying each others company, watching football, stuffing ourselves with the stuffed bird, laughing, remembering, and just being a family.
Yes, I suppose many of you will be with family this year, watching Santa arrive in the Macy’s Day Parade, officially kicking off the Christmas season, eating until you can’t eat anymore, and cheering on your favorite college players on the big screens.
I’ll be with my Dad, my kids with their Grandpa – can’t get more thankful than that.