It has been a long time. But still. . . . .
Perhaps I should clarify something.
Over the years, many of my friends have invited me to spend Thanksgiving with them and their families. Their offer is truly appreciated. Honestly. Please let me explain why I’ve almost always offered an excuse why I can’t.
In 1994 on the Saturday before Thanksgiving, my eldest son died in a tragic automobile accident along with his friend and roommate. I won’t go into details here. Let it suffice to say street racing was involved. Thanksgiving has been difficult since then. For many years I have chosen to go somewhere by myself during this time of the year. I have done so for several reasons. In the beginning I needed to have solitude while I grieved. I also wanted to take time to remember and reflect on life. And, telling people I would be out of town and couldn’t make their Thanksgiving celebration was a lot easier than telling them the truth.
A lot of years have slipped by since that fateful Thanksgiving. While I still grieve for Scott and he is in my thoughts quite often, I’m no longer overwhelmed with sadness when I think of him. However, I still haven’t the courage to be with people and their families on Thanksgiving.
So, you who have invited me to your homes on Thanksgiving, please accept my heartfelt appreciation and try to understand why I make excuses. I’ve come a long way but I’m not sure I’m there yet. But, please ask again if you wish. I may accept with a smile one of these holidays.
Holidays can be hard and single slight memory can bring it all back again. I totally understand, Paul. You have come a long way in this journey and I am honored for you to have Thanksgiving with me when you can. Prayers continue for you for peace and comfort. Thank you for being my friend these past few years.