Friday, November 27, 2015

Snippets of a Thanksgiving Day

Today is the last post of my week of thankfulness. Yesterday was a Thanksgiving Day in upstate New York that ended with some unexpected news.

The simple things are what matter.  Having food on the table.

Stuffing a turkey.
Watching a parade in New York City on television.  The Macy's Thanksgiving Parade with its gigantic floats is a holiday tradition.

Pumpkin Pie.

A beautiful sunset.

But then, on Facebook, I read the news that the sister of one of my late aunts had died earlier in the day.  I had only met this woman, whose name was Helen, twice.  But my aunt (actually the first wife of my father's youngest brother, but to me she remained my aunt even after they divorced) had spoken of her often.

The years pass so quickly.  Helen was raised, along with my aunt, in Oklahoma.  She was educated with her siblings, in a one room schoolhouse.  Her mother was her teacher.  It was a world that seemed remote to me, who grew up in New York City.

Later in life, the peacocks she kept were her pride and joy.  My aunt kept some of the peacock feathers as decorations.  I don't know if Helen loved flowers the way my aunt did, but I can imagine that she did.

In the blink of an eye, as the expression goes, an ordinary day had taken an unexpected direction.  As much as family can frustrate, in the end, they are the most important thing we have.  Along with good memories of those who are no longer with us.

In honor of Helen's life, I end with a Thanksgiving bouquet.

What are you thankful for today?

Today is day 27 of NaBloPoMo.


  1. It's always kind of a kick to the stomach when you hear of someone's passing.

    1. It is, and my thoughts go out to Helen's family.

  2. So sorry about aunt's passing. Even if we don't see our loved ones because of circumstances, the memories remain sweet. It's sounds like you cherished the times that you had with Helen. Hugs.

  3. I am thankful my teens have simmered down and not bickering with one another anymore. I am hoping it stays that way the rest of the night.


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