My Paw-Paw died in October of 1996, leaving Grandma to do life on her own after that. We knew that year’s Thanksgiving wouldn’t be the same without Paw-Paw there, and Grandma Hill would be especially sad. As a result, we decided to gather at their house with my parents, sisters, aunts, uncles and cousins. But out of this sadness, bore our family’s Thanksgiving tradition that we continue to do today; The Blessing Box.
As moms, we have a tendency to want time to stand still. We want to hang on to those sweet moments at every stage of life for our littles. Everyone tells you time will fly by and it totally does!