February 23, 2012
This is the Thanksgiving my brother spent with friends. The one where my Mom and sister were too sick to do anything, except eat the feast Dad and I made together.
The truth is, there is another photo of my Mom and sister at the table, pale-faced, grim, wanting to be back in bed. Dad and I were oblivious, lost in the exhaustion, accomplishment, and disbelief that we made the entire Thanksgiving dinner ourselves.