For this holiday I take a break from my normal posts to write about Cherished Thanksgivings and Days that Last Forever for Azile’s Journeys. I would like to share this story to help people who struggle with the holidays. When my family and I moved to Texas, we feared our first Thanksgiving separated from family or friends. We spent 20 years visiting our cousins every Thanksgiving and Christmas like clockwork. This year due to the geographic distance between us it would not be possible. My brother and I always enjoyed surrounding ourselves with their laughter, zaniness and festive spirit growing up. That day, though, something miraculous occurred. I learned about creating Cherished Thanksgivings and Days that Last Forever for Azile’s Journeys in the future.
At the last moment our friends from up north phoned to tell us they were passing through. They wanted to stop and possibly visit the beach. My mother adapted quickly and packed up her cinnamon roll dough to bake in their RV. While we walked at the beach smelling the fresh sea air, we also took in the overwhelming scent of cinnamon rolls cooking. Our friends and her managed to bring a little bit of home with them. The familiar aroma of cinnamon transported us back in time. Walking on the beach moved us forward in time. Each point intersected to blend the old with the new. It taught me not to fear change but to welcome it like an old friend or an adventure. It helped inspire Azile later in life to welcome change while creating new cherished Thanksgivings and days that last forever for Azile’s journeys.
Wherever you are, no matter who you are with, as you enter this holiday season may you create new cherished Thanksgivings and days that last forever for your own journeys!