Thanksgiving 2005 was the last time I saw my Mom alive. I knew things were not going well for her when I visited her and had an eerie sense that would be the last time I saw her.... which turned out to be true. Thanksgiving also stirs up memories of my father because when I was 10 after a bad incident Thanksgiving weekend, my Mom and I finally left him. Now he is gone as well and ofcourse there are sad memories because of these circumstances but I am SO extremely grateful for my friends and family, especially at a time like this, they get me through.
Meg
