Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving Day, the Pittard and Corr families (me and my sister) started the day going to Weatherford to see my Granddad, “Pop-paw.” He had gotten back to the nursing home the week before, so we had decided to go over and see him. He looked wonderful. More like the Pop-paw I remember. His face was fuller than it was at the reunion, and he seemed more there. He was laying in his bed with a blanket over him and his skinny little arm back behind his head. He was smiling and just real happy, and had a sense of humor. When we asked him if he wanted anything or a needed a drink, he said we could get him a “bud.” It was great to see him. We visited for about a while, then went down to get “Mee-Maw” and pushing her down the hall to his room. Mark didn’t go to Mee-Maw’s room , but stayed and talked to Pop. We visited for a little while longer , all told him that we loved him and kissed him good-bye.

Mavrick was kind of stand-offish, and I asked him if wanted to come say bye to Pop-paw, and he shied away and said no. Then Christy said, “Mavrick, get in here and tell Pop-paw bye.” So he did. She scares us all. Walking out Christy said “This made my Thanksgiving.”

We all then went to Mom and Dad’s house for lunch and then we went to Wayne and Buena’s for our normal Thanksgiving visit. It was the first time that they had seen Major, so that was really special, too. All in all, it was a wonderful day of family and thanksgiving.