We moved away from Bellingham when our oldest grandchild was a tiny baby. The move was to Florida, and not a happy move on my part, but it was where the job took us. Before our move, we always needed to find ways to share our holiday events with various in-laws, mainly Amelia’s, mother of this tiny grand daughter. With the move, it was settled. We were too far for holiday events and thoroughly enjoyed weeks in the spring in Florida, or later weeks on the Cape in the summer when we would have our visits. By this time there were four grandskids, two for Amelia and two for middle daughter, Katie.
Our return to Bellingham meant sharing holidays again. There were pretty well established routines, but who cares if you celebrate on THE day or later, and that was the plan we had until this year, at least as far as Thanksgiving.
This year would be different. Amelia and family decided to start a new tradition. We would celebrate Thanksgiving at our house. I was informed of the new plan weeks ago and was further delighted that Amelia, Britt and Danny would do the cooking.
So the two families gathered and ate and ate and enjoyed the day. Then the Bacon tribe went home to decorate the tree as Britt and Danny will be gone on a trip until Xmas day.
Old age does have advantages after all. The food was cooked and put on the table and the kitchen was clean when everyone left. Sea and I sat here and enjoyed memories of the event… and the peace and quiet for the rest of the evening.