Marcus Green

This Thanksgiving was very sad and upsetting. Tears of joy, sadness, happiness, memories of the holiday with my father and family, began to well up.

Dear Lord, thank you for taking good care of my father and making him feel special.

Everyone misses you, Dad. I know you are enjoying your football game in Heaven, with the biggest TV and watching the Macy’s parade.

Mom, my two sisters, brother, sister-in-law and niece and I gathered at the dinner table with Thanksgiving and honor in your memory and your picture is on the table. Sadness filled our hearts but the early carols from the Macy parade reminded us of Christmases spent with you, Dad, as well as celebrating my Christmas birthday. I remember how you and Mom played Mr. and Mrs. Claus, how it gave me, my sisters and brothers the best Christmas of 1977.

One day we will all be together again, as one. You are in spirit now, smiling down on us and telling us not to worry. Always and forever, love you, Dad.