They were good weeks.
We signed for the house on Friday.
Saturday was spent trying to figure out the alarm system.
We finally concluded that no one would bother a house that had nothing in it!
Thanksgiving was a full family event.
My daughter's family and my son's were all present and accounted for.
My mother's family always gathered on Thanksgiving when I was growing up.
They rotated homes
It was insane!
You could always count on Aunt CeCe and Uncle George getting into a verbal volley.
I, with my other 24 cousins, would wear olives
at least for a few minutes.
There was lots of running and games
and finally the family picture.
When my Nana passed away, so did the gatherings.
Now we only see each other for a funeral.
Fortunately, my mother and two of her sisters are still holding strong.
I don't want to attend another funeral any time soon.