Thanksgiving and the days following were difficult. Allow me to start from the beginning. Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. It’s time to be with family, eat until it’s difficult to move and not feel guilty about it, and it’s like the kick off to the Christmas season, which, may I add, is my favorite holiday. And of course, it’s the one time of year that everyone actually acknowledges what they are thankful for.
For me, personally, I praise and give thanks all year, but it seems like those who are a bit shy to publicly praise have no fear on that day. I probably sound silly saying that right now but just scroll through your social media feed and people you rarely hear a thankful word from are posting it all out.
My new job, well, not actually new as I’ve been here two months already, has kept me busy but thankfully, for the first time in almost four years, I had my first full Thanksgiving off. Such a blessing. I woke up that morning feeling excited to see my family but something felt “off”. It didn’t feel right. I checked my messages as I do every morning and my cousin had posted asking for prayer. I immediately messaged asking what was going on. Dad nor I had heard anything and I was worried.
She told me that her dad had stopped breathing early that morning and was being rushed to the hospital. Not even five minutes later, she messaged me to tell me he passed away. And Thanksgiving immediately turned upside down.
To be honest, I hadn’t seen my cousin’s parents in a long time. She has lived with her grandma, my aunt, for years, and her parents weren’t much for big gatherings. But that doesn’t change the fact they are loving people and we love them. So, when we all got the news, we were shocked. My other cousin and I knew we had to rush to be by our cousin’s side.
She was numb. You could tell it hadn’t fully sank in yet. But she broke down and cried when we hugged her and told her we loved her and were always there for her. And that’s when it clicked for me. There are some families out there who are not like that. They don’t get along or they don’t put forth the time to show each other love and support.
My family has never been that way. And I have a large family on my mom and dad’s side. I’ve never been made to feel alone by anyone. And for that, I’m thankful. I’m blessed to be able to say that my family never fails to be there when I need them. I have always had their support 100%.
Of course, at times a couple of us have difference in opinions, but it never creates a rift. We never go more than a week without speaking and those quiet weeks are always with reason. The kids were sick. Working overtime at work. Lots of school activities. Appointments. Interviews. Promotions.
The more I think back on this past Thanksgiving, I realize how the sadness brought us closer together. It’s sad that something like that can cause something positive, if you think about it, but I feel like it made my cousin realize that she has people there for her. No matter what.