Dreams do come true.

Thanksgiving celebration feels like Christmas and Easter to me. It’s the sharing, giving and gratitude.

Where I came from, Philippines, it’s not part of a tradition since every day is Thanksgiving Day.  Now that we are in Canada, we embrace it.

October is a busy month for all the Octoberian birthday celebrants, so we combine birthdays and thanksgiving celebration as one big feast. This year, we had Chinese food to make things easier. No mess, no fuzz.

However, my Aunt cooks up a storm and that is a tradition in her immediate family.  It’s a small gathering for single adults.

Turkey dinner, mash potato, pumpkin pie, cranberry, and all the trimmings.

Not much of a turkey eater. I only eat the Pope’s nose (the bum).

My neighbour brought me this on a platter yesterday. I will have one at my Aunt’s place and I am pretty sure when I come home, another nose will be in the fridge coming from a dear friend next door who has a key to the apartment. Ah, life is grand.

Another surprise is a video prepared by my cousin in thanksgiving for having a new life in Vancouver on Thanksgiving Friday on a rainy day of 1966. The video includes his family and relatives in North America.

This weekend, we will reflect on the great many blessings that we received and still yet to have.

“Dreams do really come true.”

Our family’s faith is deeply embedded in Catholicism. We are always thankful and we give thanks with a grateful heart to the Lord, our God.

It’s Thanksgiving Day here in Canada and I want to thank you all for sharing your blogs and readership.

Pax Tecum, Perpetua