Do you remember Thanksgiving when you were a child? I don't remember the meal as much as the preparation beforehand; the cleaning, the making of decorations, the excitement in the air.
Mom was a home economics teacher. She had that knack of having everything come out just right. I'm sure if she were here she would say otherwise, but I remember marveling at how perfect she made everything feel.
She had a file cabinet I would sneak peeks in filled with construction paper, drawings, templates of glorious decorating ideas. I can recall the feeling when she started decorating.