Post by Leah Clearwater on Nov 19, 2012 19:15:48 GMT -5
As I sit back at the kitchen table, I was trying to decide what I would help Emily cook for our Quileute gathering this Thanksgiving. I couldn’t help but think about all the things I needed to be thankful for, but just couldn’t think of anything that I WAS thankful for. I knew my life wasn’t made of fairytales of happy ever after as it is in the children’s books, it was more like happily never after –smirks as I looked through my mom’s old recipe cards- I started thinking about Sam, how he broke my heart into tiny pieces, my cousin Emily betraying her own flesh and blood, my dad dying, Seth becoming one of us, and my mom…well, at least she was happy again now that she’s spending time with Charlie.
My emotions were trying to get the best of me. Just then I picked up the 'Spice Tea' recipe card and I noticed it had dad's handwriting on it. Tears began to swell in my eyes. On the bottom of the recipe card he had written the words, “In everything, give thanks!” I smiled as I read it because I knew my dad had a kind, loving heart. I wished I could be like that. I missed him so much. He was my rock I could lean on when I needed someone to talk to and he knew exactly what to say to make me feel better, but all that was gone. Just then it clicked. I knew what I had to be thankful for. My dad! I am thankful that I had the best dad in the world. I am thankful I was in HIS life. Thankful for the memories, the talks, the outings he took Seth and I on, and….well, just thankful for it all. I read his written words again, “In everything, give thanks!” I started thinking of Sam. Would I ever get over him or should I be thankful I got to be with him before he imprinted? -In a slight crooked smile- I thought to myself, Yes! I am thankful for the time I had with him, thankful that Emily and I are still talking, thankful for becoming a protector of others. –Perking up in my chair I blurted out- That’s it! I am thankful for all things, not just everything. -Smiling as I looked up towards the ceiling, envisioning dad with angel wings in heaven- I whispered, Thanks, dad!
My emotions were trying to get the best of me. Just then I picked up the 'Spice Tea' recipe card and I noticed it had dad's handwriting on it. Tears began to swell in my eyes. On the bottom of the recipe card he had written the words, “In everything, give thanks!” I smiled as I read it because I knew my dad had a kind, loving heart. I wished I could be like that. I missed him so much. He was my rock I could lean on when I needed someone to talk to and he knew exactly what to say to make me feel better, but all that was gone. Just then it clicked. I knew what I had to be thankful for. My dad! I am thankful that I had the best dad in the world. I am thankful I was in HIS life. Thankful for the memories, the talks, the outings he took Seth and I on, and….well, just thankful for it all. I read his written words again, “In everything, give thanks!” I started thinking of Sam. Would I ever get over him or should I be thankful I got to be with him before he imprinted? -In a slight crooked smile- I thought to myself, Yes! I am thankful for the time I had with him, thankful that Emily and I are still talking, thankful for becoming a protector of others. –Perking up in my chair I blurted out- That’s it! I am thankful for all things, not just everything. -Smiling as I looked up towards the ceiling, envisioning dad with angel wings in heaven- I whispered, Thanks, dad!
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