Cooking is something I enjoy. It's a skill my sweet Nana gifted to me, lovingly teaching me every aspect. She always allowed me to help her in the kitchen when I was growing up.
Easter Sunday, Thanksgiving, and Christmas were always something extra special. I have such fond memories of all three generations of our family getting together and bringing their best dish to share - macaroni and cheese (my personal fave), collard greens, pot roast, turkey, ham, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, stuffing, and more desserts that we should have had. We often laughed to the point of tears as we cooked for hours and reminisced. In the end, we would all sit at the beautifully set table, give thanks to God for His goodness and mercy, and enjoy a meal that was prepared with unconditional love.
If memory serves me correctly, this picture was taken Thanksgiving 1993 at my Aunt Connie's house in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. As I remember Nana's gentle smile (seated bottom left), I am forever grateful for her wisdom and gift of endless love to us all. She was an amazing lady who gave of herself freely. She will forever be the Queen of our family.
Despite the difficulty and challenges of 2020, I choose to reflect on years past and smile with immense gratitude. I encourage you to reflect and find at least one memory to be grateful for, call your family/friends, and tell them you love them. I look forward to a brighter future for us all.
P.S. Can you find me in the picture?