A Thanksgiving Visit
“Quincey, my dear, what are your plans for Thanksgiving this year?” Thankful Thomas asked his granddaughter over the phone, his voice warm and inviting.
Quincey sighed, her mind preoccupied with the challenging case her new law firm had assigned her. “To be honest, Grandpa, I haven’t even thought about Thanksgiving. This case has been consuming me.”
Thankful Thomas’s tone turned gentle. “Your grandmother and I would love it if you could join us for Thanksgiving. We haven’t seen you in ages, and it would mean the world to us.”
Quincey’s heart swelled with love and guilt. “I’d love to, Grandpa. I’m so sorry I haven’t been able to visit more often since I moved to Montreal.”
“Dear, we know you’re busy,” Thankful Thomas said, “but your grandmother and I are getting up there in age. We won’t be around forever.”
His words struck a chord deep within Quincey, and she felt a pang of regret.
After promising to be there for Thanksgiving, Quincey found it hard to concentrate on her work. She kept replaying the conversation in her head, feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She knew she had to make more time for her beloved grandparents.
Thanksgiving arrived, and Quincey was determined to make the most of it. She arrived at her grandparents’ cozy home, eager to help with preparations. Her grandmother welcomed her with a warm embrace and ushered her into the kitchen.
“Come now, dear, sit down,” Grandma said, her eyes twinkling. “You’re our guest. You don’t need to lift a finger.”
Quincey hesitated, feeling a surge of guilt. “I want to help, Grandma. I haven’t been around enough.”
Grandma’s expression softened. “Oh, Quincey, there’s no need to feel guilty. We understand what you’re going through. Law school, job hunting, social life…” She winked, and Quincey laughed, feeling a bit self-conscious about her non-existent social life.
Grandma continued, “You have to make time for yourself, dear. Even if it’s just a few hours.”
Quincey nodded, taking her grandmother’s words to heart. From that day on, she made a conscious effort to prioritize her grandparents and her own well-being. She realized that life was about balance and cherishing the moments that truly mattered. She also realized that visiting her grandparents more would make her feel happy and them too. She loved her grandparents with all her heart and being with them for Thanksgiving was what she was most grateful for.
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