I knew I would be homesick over Thanksgiving. It is not a holiday here. So on Thursday morning we all got up like any
other day. The kids had school, John had
work, and I taught a Zumba class. John
came home around 6:30pm and we went to a Mexican restaurant. We would have felt sorry for ourselves that
night but we knew we would be celebrating with a traditional Thanksgiving feast
on Saturday afternoon. Five families in
our branch met together that Saturday and had a nice time eating turkey and all
the trimmings. We have so much to be
thankful for.
Thanksgiving Night at Pistolera
