It’s been just over a week since my vertical sleeve gastrectomy. DH and I are at the point where we have very little pain but have to be careful not to overdo it. Our diet consists of flavored broth, protein shakes, and protein water. I’m not complaining–I have had a lifetime of eating way too much of whatever I wanted. Still, I find myself really wanting to chew something. Oh well, only one more week!
It’s a bit strange seeing all the Thanksgiving posts on Facebook, the ads on TV for food, cooking shows–there’s really no way to avoid thinking about food all the time. I’m surprisingly not sad about missing the Thanksgiving food this year. I’m already thinking ahead to next year when we will be able to do a Turkey Trot. When I think back to Thanksgivings past, what I remember most is the people, and that’s what the true meaning of the holiday is.
My Grandma was never a spectacular cook, although it was always plentiful. She dried out everything, from the mashed potatoes to the turkey. Over the years my mom and my aunts started splitting up the cooking duties to make things easier on her (and us). I miss her. I miss my other Grandma too.
Something about these touchstone events help us remember the past and also think about the future. I can’t wait to see what it holds.
I am excited for you and for what your future holds!
Giving thanks is so much more than food……friends, family, jobs, and most important, what Jesus has redeemed us from!
xoxo….
Thanks Cindy!