The whole day was pretty much a whirlwind of cooking, driving, and eating. I did my best to keep a thank-you in the forefront of my mind, and while not everything turned out perfectly, we were still grateful. Grateful for loving family, tradition, and warm homes.
We took a few very long drives to places we only visit maybe once a year, and I couldn't help but feel awed by the changing landscapes of each place we drove to. The sky changed every time we got back into the car. It's bittersweet to connect with extended family. They have a way of reminding you of how much you've changed.
I hope your Thanksgiving was a fulfilling and delicious one as well.