Kimo's Post

THANKSGIVING, 2007- The plates are out, the dinnerware all polished and set, and the turkey is waiting to be carved. The setting is my (Great) Aunt Oneta's House, and the head count is somewhere around 25. Fast Forward- Everyone has had their fill and said there thanks, and most of the adults have gone out to the porch to have a drink. I remember one woman though, a life time friend of my aunt's, who was just sitting in a sofa chair, when she all of a sudden started crying. Now this woman had been battling Alzheimers for a while, and often forgot things. I went over and held her hand and asked what was wrong-she said she couldn't remember her son's, who had passed away, smile. I smiled at her, and asked her if she maybe had a purse with her, possibly some pictures.with a confused look, she opened up her purse, only to transform into a huge smile at the sight of her son. She thanked me with tears not of sadness, but of joy. As we pass through thanksgiving and roll into the season of giving, let us not forget to be thankful for the ones in your life, the ones who care, the ones whom you argue with over silly things, and the ones that make you happy. They are truly each a gift.