This isn’t a story about bad manners. In fact it’s a story about guests who made a holiday absolutely wonderful on very short notice due to sad circumstances.
A few weeks ago I had major surgery to fix a life long problem. I feel a lot better but I still get tired when I exert myself. Every Thanksgiving we go to my in-law’s for Thanksgiving, and this year we were planning on bringing a cheesecake and my special dip. Two days before Thanksgiving we receive a call from my mother-in-law, my husband’s grandfather was very ill and in the hospital. They were going to be at the hospital with him for Thanksgiving. We understood completely and asked if they wanted us to make the trip with our two boys to visit him as well. She said he was pretty ill and needed to rest but at a later date we could. My husband and I sat down and tried to figure out what we were going to do for Thanksgiving. Earlier that day a wonderful woman and friend of ours had given us a turkey, so the turkey was taken care of. When she heard of our issue she brought us a large box full of fresh veggies and apples!! We were beyond thankful!
That evening I was talking to a good friend of ours, we’re close with her and husband, John and Molly. Their plans had been cancelled as well due to her mother-in-law being extremely unreasonable. Because they had not driven 2 hours to clean her house for her, she had decided to call off Thanksgiving. We invited John and Molly to our place to share a meal. They accepted and came the night before to spend the night since they wanted to help with preparations.
The next morning I was up super early to start getting stuff going. Molly got up with me and we both drank some coffee as we started to plug away. We created a wonderful meal while we all tag teamed playing the my two young sons. John peeled 6 pounds of potatoes, mashed them after they were done. My husband kept the kids out of the kitchen, Molly did the dishes as I created them. This was by far the most relaxing, wonderful Thanksgivings I have ever had. When Molly saw me getting a little tired and I was slowing down, she made me go sit down and brought me something to drink while she took over. They set the table, and when dinner was ready we went around and said what we were grateful for. I began to tear up as I said what I was grateful for. I said that family isn’t determined by blood lines or marriages. It’s determined by who comes together and is there for each other. Our family includes all those who wish to be a part of it.
When dinner was finished Molly and John cleared the table and my husband did the dishes while she and I took a nap. They even cleaned our living room after the boys had strewn toys across it. I didn’t feel rushed, taken advantage of or under appreciated. When they left that evening to go home I had them fill a large plate with whatever they wanted. The day was full of laughs, even when I caught the oven on fire (it was small and quickly dealt with….drippings caused it).
I just wanted to share a story of guests who integrated themselves in the family and didn’t act like they were at a restaurant and treat their hosts like waiters! 1126-11