It was a quite Thanksgiving this year as we didn’t have our soul sista and brutha here with their chicks. Nor did we have our oldest son who serves in the military. It was just us 6 in the brood today. We sang, we laughed, we told stories, we went around the table and shared what we were thankful for. We prayed for each other and our nation. We opened birthday gifts…we played Scattagories with the grandparents and
laughed so hard some of us wished we had practiced our keigel exercises like we were told to do long ago.
From one hen to another…..
It was a day of bun warming, pumpkin eating, birthday and game playing delights.
…and angel eggs on my pretty pink rooster platter
Sweet potato casserole that melts in your mouth.
What’s left of the chocolate covered pretzels.
Our one candle burning for our son who couldn’t be with us….instead he was standing watch for our freedom to have a Thanksgiving.
Can you say AMEN?