It's the sort of small thing you notice when you are going to be on your own for a holiday. Which is by the way, a good thing. If I might explain.
Wife and I will be without small people on Thanksgiving this year for, we think, the first time since 1986. 33 years if you are keeping score.
The reasons? All good. Gainful employment in The Big City in one case. But more generally it's because we are now sharing the kids and grand kids with other people, other families that also love them. I can think of few things more worthy of giving thanks.
On the actual Day of Turkey eating we'll improvise. Maybe curry. Maybe a brunch at one of the local taverns that is open for food.
And over the weekend we'll have them all together again for at least an abbreviated family gathering. I bet there will be mashed potatoes and gravy at a minimum.
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After a few decades, a quiet time can be appreciated more easily.
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