Thanksgiving has come and passed.
In the quiet of the aftermath of giggling (and crying) kids, football playing on TV in the background, the sound of dishes being hand washed in the sink; I tried to remember the Thanksgivings before Jake and Violet.
I was surprised how hard I had to think.
I realized how much has changed, and how much things will continue to change.
I thought of the family members that once were, and all the new family that are now.
How one day, I'm going to be part of the were, and people I can't even imagine, will be part of the now.
And even though namesakes have come and gone, we're still family.
It doesn't get much better than that.
