Yesterday, I “prepared” my Thanksgiving Dinner.
It’s a far cry from when my sons were little and their Dad was alive.
Then, we all pitched in to prepare a festive meal.
I cooked the turkey, dressing, gravy and vegetables.
My sons and their Dad baked pies. This practice started when they were elementary school age.
Dad also took care of other side dishes.
Zoe, our beautiful standard poodle, took care of anything that hit the floor.
Now I have a precooked turkey dinner and a few sides on order from New Seasons grocery store.
A friend will bring fruit salad, a green salad and wine.
Add an almond cake from Zupan’s and a chocolate ganache cake from La Provence and it’s done!
It’s not a Norman Rockwell painting by any means.
I am forcing myself not to dwell on what is missing but on what will I will have.
A good friend, a warm house, cheerful fire, lovely music and Riley, my mini Aussiedoodle.
No self-pity.
No sadness.
I choose happy.
I am at peace.
Lori Greer in Portland 
Then may it be so dear lady 😀 ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋
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You are a wise woman! Thanksgiving is not as big in Canada as the US, but every Christmas I have to remind myself that those perfect Christmas dinners with perfect families we see on television or movies aren’t real. Then I have to breathe and stop striving for perfection and enjoy the real, wonderful people in my life. Happy Thanksgiving!
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Bittersweet time for you, but you have the right attitude.
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Happy Thanksgiving from across the blogosphere my fellow Portlander!
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As long as you are happy that’s what matters most
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Thank you! ♥️
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Sounds like a wonderful Thanksgiving!
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It was wonderful & easy. Thank you for reading!
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