We went to the Maki's for Thanksgiving dinner. It's an annual thing at their house, and it's our first time.
Normally, in the past 10 years or so, it's just the other six families.
I think we're new recruits.
I felt included.
Dinner was a feast.
Sweet potatoes, ham, turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, you name it.
And that was just the kids' table.
After prayers and everything, we started getting our food.
Plates were being passed and people were talking all at the same time.
"Could you get me some mashed potatoes?"
"Put some cranberry sauce on my plate, please."
"Yes, more gravy. That's great."
"Could you pass me some green bean casserole? Thanks."
It was chaotic. But in a sense, it was one of the most heartwarming moments of my life.
We felt like one giant family. And that's what Thanksgiving is about, isn't it?
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