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A different Thanksgiving

As if enough things haven't been turned upside down enough this year already, so it must have been destined for Thanksgiving this year to be different as well.

Every year for the past I can't recall how many years, we have had Thanksgiving dinner, at Edie's nephew's home in the Valley.

But this year, Edie's nephew decided to go back home to Ohio, and spend Thanksgiving with his mother and family there, leaving us to fend for ourselves.

Now it's not that I love spending Thanksgiving in the Valley with Edie's family that much (it really is a love hate relationship, I dread the 50+ mile drive), I have sort of grown accustomed to the routine.

So this year instead, we had a Thanksgiving day brunch at Mr R's Grill in the Long Beach Marriott hotel, with Edie's niece (who also lives in the Valley), her husband and two boys.

It was nice, the food was good and plentiful, Edie got to spend some time with her family, and best of all I didn't have to drive all the way to the Valley. Her niece drove to Long Beach.

Still, there just seemed to be something missing today. It wasn't the same, and at my age different is not always a good thing.

I guess that old saying
you don't really appreciate what you have, until you no longer have it

or something to that effect, really does ring true.

Comments

Becky said…
You never miss the water till the well runs dry.

I'm glad Edie got to spend time with family. Did you take Aunt Sylvia long, too?

I had the boys, as usual, and I kicked their butts at bowling.
Marc said…
Of course we took Aunt Sylvia. It wouldn't be the same without her. :)

And a 258! That's pretty damn good! What bowling alley did you go to? :)
Becky said…
I bowled a 258 in my living room with our Ninendo Wii.
Mark VanKirk said…
Back to normal next year.....I also had my 20 year high school reunion which was the main reason for going to Ohio...

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