I want to start this post by noting how unbelievably grateful I am for all of the well wishes, prayers, and positive thoughts that were sent this way - my Grandmother is making strides each day, and although she isn't in the clear just yet, she is fighting and she is doing really well! She was my biggest blessing this holiday, and everyday, so thank you, thank you, thank you...
|Grammy looking so proud at my Grad school graduation|
Last I wrote, we were still waiting to hear that she had pulled through, and therefore any thoughts of a normal thanksgiving feast, were far, far from mind. However, a couple of hours after posting my thoughts, we received a call that she was breathing on her own and wanted to see us all. With a trip to the hospital already on the schedule, my Dad suggested we pick up some food to enjoy, even if it might be just my mom, dad, sis and I, and even though we were a little late to the turkey roasting party.
Randall's was open until 1 PM on Thanksgiving, so around 12 noon, we decided to pick up a turkey and some veggies for our mini-feast, and then go visit my Grandmother for a couple of hours, or however long she could take with us all there. We found a nice 9-10 lber still on the shelf, some root veggies, and green beans and headed to the hospital. She had had a draining day of recovery, so we only got 30-40 minutes with her to visit, but even 5 minutes would have been a blessing. She is so strong, and I was just so happy to see her strength shine through, despite what she had gone through.
We headed straight home, and since it was a small bird, my little sister and I had time for a run before having to put the bird in the oven. We had a cold, but well-needed 4 miler and then the cooking began!
The turkey went in while we worked on cutting up all of the veggies to roast, the squash to mash, and I made my very first stuffing!
|Baby turkey was still pretty big for the four of us, we barely put a dent in this!|
I cooked the stuffing separate from the bird, but it still came out so flavorful! I made a mushroom and sage stuffing with rustic bread and fresh herbs. I am not a stuffing eater, but I had a heaping portion of this and my parents went back for thirds!
|My Dad holding up the finished goods, I may just have to post a recipe for this soon!|
Despite starting the holiday on an atypical note, this will be my most memorable Thanksgiving yet. I will always remember that each day is a blessing, and each moment with those you love is a blessing, and you have to recognize and be thankful for those blessings each and every day, not just on a November Thursday. There are people worse off than us, losing loved ones every day, going without a crumb, let alone a feast each day. I am taking this past week as a wake up call to realize that each day is something to be thankful for.
What are you thankful for?