Grief
Steak Wins Thanksgiving
Changing traditions as we adapt to a life without you
I told you, “Ya know… your momma isn’t gonna be here forever. So please stay for thanksgiving dinner and you can go with your friends after.”
Little did I know it was you that wouldn’t be here forever.
Less than three weeks from that Thanksgiving dinner in 2018, and you were gone. That was the last holiday we spent as a whole family. I think of you every holiday.
2023 was no different.
It marked the 5th Thanksgiving that we spent without you on this earth. So we changed it up and instead of the traditional turkey dinner, we had a Steaksgiving. Your brother chef’d it up and cooked beautiful steaks.
Your momma made the red chile for the mashed potatoes and some other sides, along with pumpkin pie and whipped cream from scratch.
We talked about you and reminisced about your silly-ass ways. Your laugh is what I miss most.
The silence is deafening.
When you were here, you were so loud that it’s hard to fill the air without your voice.
Sometimes I catch myself thinking, how could this be true? Any minute you are going to walk through that…
