Chapter 10 - The Thanksgiving Dinner That Finally Gave Grandma Back What She Had LostThe following Thanksgiving was different.
The table was enormous.
Residents from Elena House sat beside family members.
Children ran through the hallway.
Music played.
The turkey smelled wonderful.
And Grandma sat at the head.
I carried the first plate to her.
She laughed.
“I'm capable of serving myself.”
“I know.”
“Then why are you serving me?”
“Because I want to.”
She smiled.
“That's different.”
“Yes.”
Everyone received the same meal.
Nobody was treated as less important.
Nobody ate cold scraps.
Nobody stood for hours serving everyone else.
When dessert came, Grandma stood.
“I want to say something.”
The room became quiet.
She looked around.
“Last Thanksgiving, I was locked in a basement.”
Everyone lowered their eyes.
“I thought my life was over.”
She paused.
“Then my granddaughter opened the door.”
She looked at me.
“And reminded me that being old does not make a person worthless.”
People began crying.
Grandma smiled.
“I thought the greatest gift I could give my family was money.”
She shook her head.
“The greatest gift is knowing when to use it.”
Everyone applauded.
Then she sat down.
And ate.
A warm meal.
May you like
At a warm table.
Surrounded by people who actually loved her.
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