Sometimes plans change.
Actually I've always been a firm believer that we really shouldn't plan.
Maybe "Hope" would be a better word than "Plan".
I was telling one of my favorite Blogger friends, Rebecca,
from "Life and Godliness", that we wouldn't be having cranberries this year for Thanksgiving.
My mother and I were always the only one's that would eat them, fresh cooked not canned.
This will be our first Thanksgiving without my mom with us. I know we will all miss her smiling, cheerful face at our table this year.
So when my daughter-in-law, Amy, asked if she should pick some up, I said not to bother since I'm the only one that would eat them.
I couldn't eat all of those cranberries myself.
Well as it turned out my daughter Ginny who arrived yesterday from North Carolina, tried some last week for lunch at her work place.
Now she loves them!
So Ginny bought a bag of cranberries today and I went ahead and cooked them.
And while mom won't be able to be with us this year at our Thanksgiving table, it will be nice to know that I can still enjoy this treat with someone that I love.
Somehow I have a feeling that mom will be there too.
A "Blessed Thanksgiving" to all.