I have the privilege of introducing you all to the Awesome, Crystal Posey. (And no, that wasn't a typo. Awesome and Crystal are synonymous, so capital and comma) ; )
A talented writer, Crystal is one of my biggest cheerleaders, meaning she knows when and how to kick me in my rear to get me motivated. She is my web-mistress *Ker Thwack* (sound of whip?) I have her to thank for all the loveliness that is my blog and website. She is the mother to 6 children, a devoted wife and a homeschooler. Yes, she's busy. My husband is forever telling me I should send her chocolate. He knows us. ; ) Okay, without further nonsense from me. Here's Crystal.
I am not a cook. Not by a long shot. So what I'm sharing today is not a delicious recipe. Thanksgiving might be all about the food, but trust me when I say that you do not want me to give you a recipe. It's just as likely that I'll leave out the most important ingredient as it is that I can set a tea bag on fire (True story!). However, I will share with you what means the most to me during this time of year.
Alabama is magnificent during the fall. It's warm, vibrant, and there is almost always a breeze that sets the temperature just right for open windows. Taking a walk might as well be a trip to the best spa in the country. It provides a feeling of serenity and reflection, and it sticks with you like a heart warming memory does.
I don't have many memories from my childhood. There was a time when this made me incredibly sad, but since I started building my own family, nearly ten years ago, that doesn't happen anymore. Rather, the fact that I don't have memories makes creating them for my children all the more important. And what better time to build memories and new traditions than during Thanksgiving?
Thanksgiving, fall, memories … for me they all go hand in hand. While I love building new memories throughout the entire year, there is something about this season that intensifies the meaning. There is nothing I adore more than creating memories for my children. When life tries to crush their spirit, it's going to be those memories that will remind them, not only of who will be there for them, but of the laughter and joy life gives.
Happy Thanksgiving
I am jealous of the fall colors. We don't get much here. I mean it's pretty, but nothing like when I lived in Washington or Minnesota and the hills were on fire with color.
ReplyDeleteI agree with you, creating memories for your kids is one of the best parts of being a parent. Traditions built stability I think. The Christmas I didn't make hot cocoa as we decorated the tree, my son asked where it was. He doesn't even drink hot cocoa. It matters to them.
"On fire with color." Excellent description!
ReplyDeleteLOL... well, there is that writer thing. : P
ReplyDeleteBut did you notice the typo? Never type before coffee. Why can't I remember that rule? Traditions build stability.
I saw, but I was being polite! Besides, me point out typos? That's hilarious.
ReplyDeleteLOVE the fall colors! Shawna, you have nothing to gripe about, because at least you HAVE trees. ;) Oh, and speaking of typos, that should be The Awesome when referring to Crystal Posey.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad that you wrote this about making memories with your family! You have a beautiful family and are helping give them a wonderful lifetime full of happy memories.
LOL. Okay, HC, you're right. I bow to your grammar. And yes, we have trees. What? Cacti don't change color? ; )
ReplyDeleteThe Poseys are a pretty lovely group, aren't they? And this is twice this week my awesomeness has been mentioned. I like it.
ReplyDeleteAnd Crystal, how did you set a tea bag on fire?
ReplyDeleteTurns out, if you leave tea bags and water on the stove long enough you can have a bonfire in your kitchen.
ReplyDeleteAh, gotcha. ; ) I'll remember not to do that.
ReplyDeleteI wish we had more trees here in the Texas Panhandle so we could have some of that beautiful foliage.
ReplyDeleteHiya, Travis! They are very beautiful. If you ever find your way to Alabama. Make sure its in October/November!
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