What do I remember? Lively conversations, laughter drifting from the kitchen, men cheering in front of the TV or doing some home-improvement task while so many hands were available . . . always accompanied by those tantalizing aromas from the stove, oven, crock-pots, and mixing bowls! Playing outside until our noses are so red and cold that we can no longer feel our hands touching them. The smell of fires from chimneys and the crunches and crackles of the leaves.
And now I'm one of the adults! Now I know why we so often caught the adults smiling wistfully out at us. Maybe I'll take a break from the adults in the kitchen and join all the kids in a romp through the leaves this Thanksgiving. Anyone with me?
Now it's your turn. What stirs those holiday memories for you? (The smell of burning firewood, or pumpkin pie--burning or not!) Or what are some of your fondest memories? Maybe games in the backyard, or a family blessing over the meal, or apples and oranges in your stocking?