Thanksgiving was bittersweet.

It was wonderful to hug my father and mother and feel the squeeze of LOVE from both of them in my childhood home.  My brother and sister in law were there also.  Little Ralph came running like crazy outside when we pulled in the driveway, and hopped in the mini-van as we were getting out, as if he was looking for something, which He NEVER has done before.  He hopped in the front door and went to the passenger side where I had just been, but was already out of the car.  When he saw me from the window, he jumped out of the driver side  and he attacked me with kisses (as if Gerry had commissioned him to do so), upon my arrival.  At least that’s how it felt.  I was surprised by his excited reaction to see me.  Maybe he was just glad I didn’t have that “big dog” with me.  Regardless, i was glad for dog attention.  My mother spoiled all of us with our favorite dishes and I feel blessed once again to have a family to go to, and share with David.  I found myself choking up or getting bleary eyed at times, but mostly it was a good visit without too many tears.

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Sleepy boy…

Gerry hopes you all have a holiday of happiness tomorrow.  Eat enough turkey to take a nap.  (He loved this couch at my parents house and would fall asleep in the corner all the time.  I am SO going to miss him… being at my parents house without me.  Six years of memories await…

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LAST Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving 2016 was the first time my mom showed me how to “do” Thanksgiving.  Her little boy, Ralph, a Tennessee rescue, and Gerry were also VERY interested! Look at Gerry’s tail in the last photograph!  This year we’re RI bound.

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one of the few things I miss….

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..just browsing through photos…

…and I found this picture from the first trip Gerry took to RI.  He’d never experienced a screened in porch and l-0-v-E-d, loved it.

The yellow birdbath was also near bird feeders, which brought SQUIRRELS! Gerry sat, mesmerized at the lawn full of critters, and this moment is when he finally stood up, as if to say, “Mom, can we go out there?” which is why I’m smiling.

My dad, Gerry, and me in Westerly, Rhode Island.  My home state, and home which I lived in since I was ten years old.  Those are my dad’s sexy knees to the right which I’ve proudly inherited!

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