Thanksgiving is almost upon us, just two days away from fruition and plentiful cornucopias of delicious food and prayer.
Life-altering family coming together as one at family tables, allowing tradition to come to the forefront of everyone's life, in many memories of yesterday as we progress together in the future.
Sitting at tables filled with home-cooked goodies waiting to be gotten into, filled with elation as we talk and visit, watching our children take root in family tradition, one day to carry on when we are no longer here with them.
(10: 54 a.m. - 11/21/07)
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