My Thanksgiving Nightmare

Thanksgiving is even more important after my nightmare

Brined Turkey, Stuffing, Green Bean Casserole, Sweet Potatoes, Pumpkin Pie and Apple Pie are yummy traditions that make Thanksgiving great. As a child, it was the biggest holiday of the year. We always had tons of people. A great tradition that I’ve carried on throughout the years. In 1997 that changed. I lived my thanksgiving nightmare! I was three months pregnant and my husband had been in the hospital for 5 weeks. Being pregnant with our second child and carting to and from the hospital and taking care of a toddler I knew I couldn’t cook so I decided to go to a friend’s house. At least that was the plan. But early Thanksgiving morning my husband took his last breath.

What made Thanksgiving my favorite holiday is that it’s a day to spend with friends, family and even some people that you only see on once a year. 1997 was the year that I didn’t really want to do anything. I don’t remember much that, but as I look back, I think Thanksgiving was the day so I would always remember him on my favorite day of the year, to make me more thankful for everything I have.

That was the hardest day of my life. I remember thinking “how can this be happening”, “why me”. All of the things you would expect. It took a couple years, but I’m happy to say that I enjoy Thanksgiving again, very much and cook every year.

We should be thankful every minute of every day. Who knows what the next moment brings. My new tradition, right before we eat, we go around the table and say what we are all thankful for.

This day is a time to be thankful and right now we need to be thankful for every peaceful moment. My life lesson is that one precious moment can change your life forever. Don’t take life for granted. Trust me, I’ve lived a nightmare and Thanksgiving is still my favorite holiday, just in a different way!

One thought on “My Thanksgiving Nightmare

  1. Wow – you have been through the wringer and came out with a smile. So proud of what you have accomplished. I hope that if I’m ever in that situation, I can be as resilient (and positive) as you.

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