Thanksgiving

I remember when thanksgiving was at my house
and my sister was the youngest one there

I would come down in my pjs
eat my dinner then hide upstairs in my room again

Dinner was quiet
almost to the point of being uncomfortable

My mom put out the good china
the kind that cant go in the dishwasher when dinner is done

Years have passed
and quiet thanksgivings are no more

My cousins have had kids
as seems to be the way things grow and change