Family Thanksgiving

(Back row from left: Bryce (daddy of Zane), Grandma, Grandpa, Me (11th gd.)
Front row from left: Chris, Abby, Carrie, Kasey)

I've been thinking alot about my Grandpa & Grandma Hutson lately, ever since Thanksgiving. My sister, Carrie, and her family now live in what used to be my Grandparent's house, where we had Thanksgiving dinner. That house has seen many of their grandchildren blessed to live there. After my Grandpa died, my freshman year of college, I went to live there with my Grandma during my sophomore year. Then after Grandma died, my cousin Chris lived there with his new wife, Erin and now Carrie & Alan. Our family had Thanksgiving dinner there together and it was a night of nostalgia and fun. Brad & I were dating that year I lived at Grandma's and even he could remember with us. (i.e.Grandma had a dog with bronchitis, so every time Brad came over, and rang the doorbell, the dog would bark until it coughed, and Brad does a great imitation of it!) We also explained how my Grandpa was so kind and gentle, but LOVED to eat! He'd stretch out his hand, so Pastor like, and tell anyone near a dish he wanted to help themselves, and then pass it his way! He'd clean up! He never met Brad, and I so wish he'd had. They would have LOVED each other. They'd cut up together and laugh at each other's dumb jokes. They're both servant-hearted shepherds that are passionate about Christ and getting the message out of His redeeming love. My Grandpa would have been so proud of my husband, and I would have loved to have seen them together. Someday....

After the big meal, we played Balderdash and Catch Phrase, which brought out my competitive/bossy/blunt side (w/a heavy dose of hormones from pregnancy = watch out!!! I'm scary.) The whole night I was so thankful to be near my family. It had only taken 30 minutes to get there from our apt, and I even brought a dish or two. My grandparent's house was filled with the laughter of family again, and I'm sure they were smiling from heaven.