The weather has been so incredibly lovely that we decided as a family to have our Thanksgiving celebration feast in a park. Now, every year when it comes to planning important occasions there is always a discussion on holding traditions. For me it is about coming together as a family and celebrating. Traditions are difficult to maintain as circumstances and family dynamics can upset the applecart, and rather than being disappointed with unmet expectations in the effort to hold fast to old traditions, I have come to the place where celebrating is more important and changing up the venue and mode can add new dimensions and memories.
It was a delightful afternoon in the park, with the breeze blowing off the lake which kept us moving our chairs to catch all the warm sunshine possible. The turkey slices were warm between kaiser buns filled with sandwich fixins, or drizzled with hot gravy. A wild rice casserole and salads filled our plates with delicious flavours.
The children had a great time, running, climbing trees, kicking a soccer ball and just enjoying the freedom of a large, open green space.
Just before feasting on the scrumptious desserts we had a short time of prayer around a son and grandson to bless them as they head out this week on a three week missions trip to an orphanage/school in the foothills of the Himalayan Mountains in India.
We left the crumbs for the birds, packed up, and had a little tailgate party on Grampa's truck before saying goodbye. Will it become a tradition? Not likely, but it was a day worth celebrating. We have so much to be thankful for.