Thankful for My Angel


Giving Thanks

Wow, hard to believe it's Thanksgiving! It seems the older we get the faster time goes.

Thanksgiving is an American holiday that is celebrated on the third Thursday of November and has been celebrated in honor of the Pilgrims who settled in Plymouth Massachusetts in 1620.

It's a day of big meals, friends, family and lots of football for many. Thanksgiving Day is a day to be grateful for your health, your loved ones, good fortune or anything that you may consider of value.

To me Thanksgiving is a day full of memories of my grandmother. Oh, the aroma coming from Gramma and Grandpas was so incredible I can almost smell it now. It was a day full of food and more food. The adults always fell asleep after dessert only to wake up and have turkey sandwichs for dinner.

When the day was done and time for everyone to go home I didn't have to. Every Thanksgiving weekend I loved spending with my grandparents.

Growing up with Congenital Hypothyroidism and no education in regards to it back then I was seen by others as just fat and slow. She never made me feel anything other than happy. My grandmother was a quiet person but always warm and loving. She always had a silly song to teach me, a nice lap to sit on and a way about her that you knew she loved you. Now, in the event that she felt disrespected or wronged make no mistake she spoke up. My grandmother was no ones fool or doormat.

My grandmother wasn't only kind to me or her other grandchildren but to many people she barely knew. There was a family that lived behind her having rough times and she would give them lightly worn clothes after she washed them.

As we now head into the holiday season and I not only have my chilhood memories of her but adult ones as well. She never drove so every Christmas season I would take her to do her Christmas shopping. We always had lunch and a nice chat. Christmas shopping with Grandma was another day I'd look forward to.

Touching or changing one persons life while you are here on earth is making a difference. If we could all do that this world would be a happier place. I can say beyond the shadow of a doubt my grandmother made a big difference in my life.

Although Grandma is now my angel she is also my guiding light. My grandmother was kind, sweet, smart and yet strong and brave. I don't think I would have made it this far in my recovery from the Congenital Hypothyroid crash I had if it wasn't for my angel. To crash physically and emotionally due to my Hypothyroidism because I was on the wrong medications was like being in a black hole. To rebuild my life I had to find some of the qualities my grandmother had in her in me. It's been tough but if Grandma believed in me than I guess I will to. My goal is to someday be the example to someone that she was for me.

So on this Thanksgiving Day I am once again so grateful for my guiding light, my angel, my grandmother.

Hoping everyone had a Happy Thanksgiving filled with whatever it maybe that makes you happy