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Dear Mom:
At Thanksgiving, it is appropriate to be, well, thankful. All this past month I’ve tried to start each day with gratitude for some part of my life. A group of my friends have been sharing their thanks online with each other.
It occurred to me that I ought to be sharing my thanks with the person responsible, in one way or another, for everything for which I have to be thankful: You!
As I prepare for tomorrow’s dinner, I am particularly thankful for the sense of tradition and love of family, with roots reaching deep into my childhood. This year, it is just Ralph, Esther and I out at the ranch for Thanksgiving dinner. With both of them being Aussies, the traditions fall completely to me.
There was a time when it would have made me sad to be without my children, siblings and parents tomorrow. As I’ve gotten older and our family has matured, I know I am surrounded by my family, even across the miles. As I knead Anita’s crescent rolls, wash cranberries and go out to pick tomatoes and greens from the garden, I can feel the spirits of generations around me.
Tomorrow’s dinner will be all home-grown, home-made or harvested in Texas within the last month. I particularly want to thank you and Dad for making it possible for us to live the life we are living. Thank you for developing in me an open mind and encouraging my curiosity. Thank you for believing in me and for fostering the drive to succeed. Thank you for helping me to grow up convinced that I could do almost anything if I wanted to do it and worked hard enough. Thanks for being there when that belief in myself faltered.
Thanks for being a Mom, a Grandma, a role model, an artist, a naturalist and occasionally a goofball.
Although we won’t be together in person to raise a toast tomorrow, I hope you can feel our love as we toast you and all we have to be thankful here in Texas .
THANKS MOM!
n.b. My husband Ralph has been in Australia the last three weeks. His niece, Esther, and I, have been holding down the fort. Since I haven’t had the spare time for posting, I thought my letter to Mum might be a good way to get back on track.
