Treasured Turkey Day Memories

It's beginning to look a lot like.  .  .We're not skipping Thanksgiving on this blog. A few of the most spectacular women I know have dropped by to share their favorite Thanksgiving memories. 

I want to wish you a Happy Thanksgiving and I hope your families have a joyous holiday season. 

Aja The Writer Graves, author of I'm Yours and Unexpected. Follow her online at

"Thanksgiving is not my favorite holiday; Christmas is, but I always felt that the food on Thanksgiving was the best out of the two. All of the focus of the family is on making sure every dish is prepared to perfection and that no one walks out of the house un-full or unsatisfied. My grandmother who is now 80, is the matriarch of my family. Whenever someone asks me where are you going this holiday (doesn’t matter which holiday it is)— I always respond with “Over MaMa’s”. I feel like my loving grandfather’s feelings must have been hurt when he was living, since I never seemed to acknowledge that it was his house too but hey. . he never let on. Anyway, for most of my life, because my family is large, I was the observer of what happened in the kitchen. My job was always to get out the fine dinnerware and silverware. But over the years, my role has evolved. With my relatives either passing or aging, especially my grandmother, there’s a lot more for me to do. So my favorite memory now is of my grandmother looking over at me and asking me with her eyes, leaving her pride in place, to pull that out of the oven, please stir that for me, please start to fill the dishes with the sides. Please gather the family for Grace. The passing of the torch- that is my newest favorite memory."

Farrah Rochon, author of several steamy and delicious romance novels including her latest,  All You Can Handle (Moments in Maplesville). Follow her online at

Of course my favorite Thanksgiving memory revolves around food and family, because that's what Thanksgiving is about where I come from. My very favorite Thanksgiving happens years ago, back when my grandparents were alive and all their kids and grandkids still piled into their house. I'm pretty sure we broke fire codes with the amount of people who always gathered on holidays. That particular Thanksgiving, the kids and grandkids decided to provide the desserts and we ended up with twenty-one different types of sweet treats that year, including seventeen different kinds of pie. That Thanksgiving meal has become a thing of legends in my family. Now that my grandparents are no longer here, it's rare that my mother and her nine siblings all get together for the holidays, so I truly treasure those memories. Wishing everyone a very happy Thanksgiving that they can share with their loved ones this year.

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Ashley Fayton, blogger and future bestselling author, poet and cook.

Thanksgiving is a weird holiday for my family. It always just feels like a Sunday after church where you feel like you just  really want to cook a big meal. It's never been a huge deal for my family. At least from my point ovmf view. Even though we have adopted the usual traditions of the holiday, it's odd. 
I guess, my favorite Thanksgiving memory was two years ago (I think... I have no concept of time) when I got to cook the whole meal myself. See, I went to a technical school for culinary arts and love everything about cooking. So to have the chance to cook such a big, "important" meal for my whole family, was amazing. I loved creating something out of nothing  and being able to watch the joy on my family's faces as they ate. 
To this day, that is one of my best memories, period. Not just for the holiday. 

Wendy Covington, speech-language pathologist, masters degree in communications disorders. HBCU Alum, Winston-Salem State University and North Carolina Central University.

My favorite Thanksgiving memory is from three or four years ago. I have a very small family; most of my cousins are only children. We also are staggered in age, do not live in close proximity, and did not grow up together. So typically we did not have lively, noisy Thanksgiving gathering with a packed house full of family all sitting around a large table.
A few years ago, we all realized that our parents, aunts and uncles are getting older – most are in their 80s – and that we needed to try to enjoy the time we have left with our loved ones, and the small number of family members we do have. We agreed to begin spending Thanksgiving together. My favorite memory was one of the first such dinners we had. We were all at my aunt’s house. Everyone had come from near and far. Friends were there to join in the holiday fun. My cousin put together a special playlist on her phone. We had music, drinks, dancing and of course good food. Though we were small in number, we finally managed to create some joyful, lively Thanksgiving memories.


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