We are in South Florida at my family home for Thanksgiving. It is 9:30 a.m. and coffee has been served, breakfast made and the turkey is on! I had the breakfast shift, my sister-in-law is on stuffing, and Nana teaches my niece how to sew using the Singer sewing machine - the sounds of Tijuana brass is accentuated with the staccato hum of the sewing machine.
A grandfather reads a book while a son is working out in the yard .
The second niece has found sleep on the top bunk while the aunt finally writes another post before heading over to walk on the beach for a hour or so.
This is our life, this is our Thanksgiving, we are a family, we are joyful, we are loud :-) We are blessed.
I hope your Thanksgiving is equally special and filled with love.
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