So my sister has the apron on, little cousin is begging to go to the park. Some family aren't coming because they are upset and others are sitting in traffic on their way as I type. Dad just yelled out, "Let the football games begin" and Mom is trying to squeeze one more place at the table. Grandma has only insulted me once so far with an attempted compliment and our British friend is photographing every dish... Just another holiday here at the Brooks' home. In a couple of hours we'll be all settled in. The prayers will be said and the food will be shared. And then someone will bust out the first of Aunt Katherine's brownies and the stories will begin. My grandmother has seven brothers and sisters. They were raised in Hong Kong. I have spent many Thanksgivings eating brownies and listening to their adventures. This year there will only be two of them at the table- my grandmother and her sister in law are the ones left of that generation. Considering the dwindling group, the stories become more precious.
What was the happiest moment of your life? Happy Remembering!
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