THANKSGIVING
~ by Priscilla J. Norton, TCF,
Pawtucket, RI
I remember –
the inability to chew or swallow that first Thanksgiving after Linda
died; the choke-backed tears, the sick heart, the hollowness, the painful
memories of Thanksgivings past and the blessed relief sleep brought to my pain.
I remember –
the busyness of working as a volunteer that second and third
Thanksgiving after Linda died; the good feeling it gave me of “running away”
from it all, and the blessed relief sleep brought to my pain.
I remember –
the inability to prepare any of her favorite foods that fourth Thanksgiving
after Linda died; the tears that fell at the smell of turkey cooking, the
parade, football games, the emptiness, the incomplete family, and the blessed relief sleep brought to my pain.
I remember –
awakening with a lightness and joy in my heart that fifth Thanksgiving
after Linda died; the thankfulness for having my remaining family
together, the beautiful memories of past Thanksgivings, the “wholeness” of me and the
blessed relief peace brought to my pain.