Grateful

This year, some important faces will be missing at our Thanksgiving table.

It’s the holiday we all show up for and at which we’re most ourselves, yet neither my uncle (at whose home we gather) nor my grandmother are with us anymore.

I’ve written about each of them here; today, I’m grateful for their memories and for all they did — each in their own ways — to make this gathering possible.

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P.S.: Maybe it’s time for a new tradition?