My cousin shared a beautiful story. She went to visit her mom after Thanksgiving dinner. My aunt passed away a little over a year ago and she was missing her. While she was there at the cemetery, she noticed a young mother with a toddler. As she was about to leave, she over heard the young mother talking. As it turned out, this young mother and her son went to the cemetery to visit her husband and the little boy’s father.
My cousin realized then that she had a great gift. She had over 40 years of love, laughter, tears, faith and guidance with her mom. This little boy only got three small, short little years with his dad. My cousin found a new meaning of thanksgiving. – Gwen ❤