It's hard enough to spend any day with out my family.
It's special days like a birthday or Thanksgiving,
That makes me realize how much I truly miss them.
My heart feels this empty space
And all I can think of is, I wish I was there.
I get to miss out on our family traditions,
Getting up early and helping my mom cook and clean.
I can't hear those special voices running around saying,
"Happy Thanksgiving! We're going to eat Turkey!"
Putting tables together and surrounding them with chairs.
Waiting so anxiously for everyone to show up.
Getting the first sample of the Rice crispy treats.
I wonder who is the lucky one is this year?
I can imagine hearing the knock on the door.
Imagining feeling the greetings and love.
I don't get to feel their warm hands,
As we give thanks and pray.
This year I don't get a memory just a phone call.
Which is good enough, because I give thanks
Since we still have each other no matter the distance.
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2 comments:
Awwww Lina. You know, if you hadn't had anywhere to go I was gonna offer you to come to my place. I hate anyone being alone on a holiday. I hope you had some fun though.
I wasn't alone. :) I just didn't have my family but thank you.
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