8 years, 7 months.

Dear Holly,
As I came across more photos from Thanksgiving Day at our house, what stood out to me was how we all had a space to just casually hang out for the afternoon after the big meal.
You and your cousin Darla spent most of the time “selling” things from your bedroom, using the cash registers with credit card readers you made.
Meanwhile, those of us in our 40s played old school Nintendo games.
I’m still not over the fact that we don’t have to drive three hours across state lines with Christmas gifts, after having worked all week; in order to be with everyone at Thanksgiving.
It’s just easier to be thankful at Thanksgiving now.
Love,
Daddy






