I know we've done it at least since 2006. It was one of the last Thanksgivings we all had at Jim's parents because our family had grown so large. It was time to start having our own Thanksgiving tables. Some of our families had grown to where the siblings were now becoming grandparents themselves.
The year before, during Thanksgiving, my husband had been in the hospital. The kids ate at grandma and grandpa's but I left early to make the long trek to the hospital, an hour and a half away.
So, in 2006, we were all gathered around Grandma's table, well all the adults were, and we went around the table reciting our thankfuls. When we got to Grandpa, he choked up and whispered "I'm thankful we got Jim here with us," as he clapped Jim on the back several times. (Clapping you on your back was Grandpa's way of showing he loved you.)
Since Grandpa never cried, we didn't push him to name two more thankfuls. We already had seen his heart.
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