Christopher Thompson's Closing the Deal: It's time to be thankful
This last week has been a tough one for many people I know. Within a four-day period, my wife and I attended three wakes and funerals. And unfortunately, they were all the parents of my friends. The worst part is that none were expected. All three were way too young, if there is such a thing. Each one was a tragic surprise to everyone who knew them. That certainly doesn't make it any easier, but the shock and surprise has its own unique effect on people. Rest in peace Doris Hood, Martin Glidden and Sherel Susan Snow.
After attending the services, we began to finalize our plans for Thanksgiving Day. The plan was to head down to my aunt's house in Massachusetts where my grandparents and several cousins would be. That plan changed a bit when my dad informed me that he would be going in for rotator cuff surgery on Wednesday, the day before Thanksgiving. He asked for a ride to and from the hospital, and of course my wife and I had no issue with that. We also offered for him to stay at our house for a few days while he recovered. He accepted our offer.
With my Dad being at our house on Thanksgiving Day, recovering from a pretty serious operation, I decided to cancel our plans to go to Massachusetts. I didn't want my Dad to be at our house on Thanksgiving Day, alone and in pain. I called my aunt and my grandparents to let them know what was going on, and they all understood and agreed it was absolutely the right thing to do.
My next step was to go and buy everything for Thanksgiving dinner. I've never cooked a turkey before, but at this point in my life, I guess it's time to learn. I went to the grocery store and bought everything you would expect to find at a Thanksgiving dinner.
What happened next was a bit of a surprise. My dad sent me a message late Tuesday night saying that his surgery had been canceled. It was canceled because he needs to be off all medications for seven days, and apparently they never told him that. So after I called my aunt and grandparents to cancel and have a house full of Thanksgiving food, the plans changed at the last minute.
As I was venting to my wife, she reminded me of something important. She reminded me about the three wakes and funerals we attended in the last week. She reminded me how lucky I am to have the opportunity to spend Thanksgiving with my dad. She said the situation was a sign and an opportunity. And she suggested we keep the plan as is and make dinner for my dad. And that's exactly what we decided to do.
My dad doesn't know I am writing this, and I hope he doesn't read the paper and get upset. But I am thankful to have my dad in my life. He is an amazing guy who would do anything for anyone and has always been there for me, no matter what. I'm also thankful to have a very low-key and quiet Thanksgiving with my wife and my father.
So happy Thanksgiving to my dad and everyone else who is reading this. And let's hope I don't ruin the turkey.
Christopher Thompson (email@example.com) writes Closing the Deal weekly for the Sunday News.