My view of Thanksgiving has changed through the years.

As a child, I associated Thanksgiving with big meals. We didn’t have extended family living nearby, so I don’t think we ever went over the woods and through the hills to Grandma’s house. Instead it was just us. But with six kids in the family, it was still a full house.

Getting ready for Thanksgiving can be a lot of work, typically for the ladies of the house, at least in our house. I remember helping my mom the night before Thanksgiving to tear up loaves of bread for her homemade dressing and helping (mostly watching) her make pumpkin pies, cleaning up the dishes as we went.