Thanksgiving Snow Bunny
Holidays are supposed to be times of family, fellowship, food, and fun. I can’t remember a holiday that didn’t revolve around food, but overwhelming a lot of the other “f” attributes where lost in the current stress of each year. Even as an adult, when I have the ability to control either the circumstances I allow myself to be put in or at the very least my response and emotions to the circumstances, I have a difficult time relaxing enough to enjoy holidays.
With that joyful and inspiring introduction to my holiday memories, I will venture in to one holiday memory that it at least very different from all the rest.
One year my parents decided to travel to my mother’s family in Maine for Thanksgiving. I remember nothing of the decision, packing, getting homework before we left, the flights, arriving, you know, the details kids don’t realize take so much planning! I don’t even remember Thanksgiving dinner. I suppose there was food involved!
What I do remember is that it snowed. And I was in Maine with cousins and family that was not only used to it, but prepared for it. That meant a lot of the time was spent outside.
We rode a toboggan built for ten (or at least it seemed like it) down the hill at Uncle Billy and Aunt Kathy’s house. I laughed through my fear. I didn’t have cousins close to my age in Missouri. I was the oldest grandchild and my youngest uncle was closest in age to me at eight years older.
My grandfather had a pair of skis in his basement. I went outside and experimented with them by myself. Probably not such a great idea for a sixth grader with no experience on skis. How are you supposed to get up after you fall down???
They even had McDonalds in Maine. Our small town in Missouri didn’t. I ordered a hot beverage (Tea or coffee, I can’t remember.) and a hot fudge sundae. For some reason my mom’s family thought that was the most hilarious thing ever. I was stumped. Don’t most people have coffee with their dessert? Especially when it’s cold and snowy outside?
The only “bad” memory I have from that holiday was my math homework from missing school. Even with adult help, I missed them all. Yeah, let an A student get zeroes on all her assignments for a week and see how she responds. Fortunately my math teacher let me redo them after I had some actual instruction.
I’m really not a fan of cold weather. I don’t think you’ll ever hear of me planning to move north, but I do like to play in the snow every once in a while. A vacation holiday during a snow storm is definitely one of the best holiday memories I have!
Inspiration for this post was taken from 30 Days of Your Stories . Please hop over to her blog and check out her awesome idea!!!
1. Saturday mornings
9. Your favorite grade
10. Your Go-To Story
12. Letter to yourself as a teenager
16. Your Room
17. One time you weren’t cool
20. What you want to remember
23. Favorite Bible verse
24. Your bravest moment
26. Your favorite color
27. The breathings of your heart
29. The book inside you
30. Your worst fear
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