Mountains

Suzy:

I climbed a mountain today. What did you do?

Thanksgiving didn't work out. They'll just have to come visit and celebrate in the 'states. But I sure miss me some sweet potato pie... and Sarah's sly fox pie... and my dad's pumpkin gingerbread mousse... and and and

love you all.


Edit: to add to the post
Greg:

So, I was just reading some friend's blogs online and realized that, even though we haven't really had a Thanksgiving here (at least not yet), Suzy and I are both really missing everybody back home.

You see, Thanksgiving is one of our favorite holidays, and not just for the awesome turkey smell that penetrates the house while Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade blares in the background. It's for the memories of my grandpa sitting in his La-Z-Boy while the parade is on one tv and the news is on the second (both in the same room; he had logic for this setup but I never understood it). It's for the turkey and ham, Jell-o with fruit, mashed potatoes, and the buffet of enough pies afterwards to make Sarah Lee embarrassed. It's for the 45 minute trip down to Harrisonville as we tried desperately to spend some cherished time with Chan and Linda, Erin, Christy, and Maddie. It's for the evening we would spend over at Justin's, because everyone was aching to get away from too much family but we ended up with a different kind, both our PCP and 'Ville friends. And it's for the last 24/23 years of Thanksgivings, each one seeming an exact replica of the previous year until I remember the emotions felt with each.

I've found myself thinking about my grandpa a lot again. If there is something after this life, I sure hope he's enjoying himself.

Suzy and I wish everyone the best (even though, Thanksgiving was technically the other day). We're very much enjoying ourselves here but we're thinking of you all even more during this holiday season.

Also, Neil says "hi."