Thankful for Pies and Non-Turkey Trot Early Morning Runs

23 Nov

So there I was feeling all the feels as I made my pumpkin pies in the morning. Remembering the early morning run and being grateful for the fresh air after a good night’s rain.

I was one of the few in the city probably not participating in a Turkey Trot that was up that early. And the quietness of the Thanksgiving morning was a peaceful blanket I was happy to wrap around myself.

I felt the feels and tried to keep that moment with me the entire day … when my mother came over and started her normal mothering observations that immediately make your eyes roll and take deep breaths … when the kids  just lost it because the ever so important golden string was pulled out from the ever so important LEGO Palm tree outdoor set and they couldn’t put it back the “right” way and the arguing felt like forever … when I couldn’t find parking on my own street and had to park three blocks away … when there were too many people in the kitchen and opinions were everywhere … when it felt like we were having a Costanza Festivus Thanksgiving Holiday Extravaganza instead of the Hallmark moments I imagined everyone posted on Facebook, which is why I don’t check it often anymore.

I closed my eyes and felt the feels of the early morning and remembered the crisp air filling up my lungs. I remembered feeling good just breathing. I remembered my Dad.

I remembered it being my Dad’s favorite holiday and the day I definitely think about him the most. The Diestel turkey was bought in part because we sold hundreds of them every year at the shop and remembered it being my Dad’s preference. Remembered all those long days at the shop when he was alive and the ginormous refrigerator where I was the inventory champ, but still complaining about why I’d always be the one in the freezing temperatures. He’s just smile and say I was younger and should be able to handle it. I remembered the hard days. The long days. The endless paperwork. The stress. And then the relief of sleeping in on Thanksgiving morning.

I remembered driving in his gray Nissan truck, picking up pies, and listening to jazz on the radio as he tapped the steering wheel.

I remembered the pies, and so when I pulled them out of the oven, I knew.  He would have smiled and asked to taste-test it before everyone … you know … just to be sure. I’d probably argue and reason with him, but eventually taste-testing would be an important reason.

And so on the chaotic day where the good, the bad, and the ugly show up at varying levels and different times during the day, I was grateful for moments remembered, moments with pies, moments of loudness with family, and moments of morning quietness in my Non-Turkey Trot run.

I held onto those moments as I remembered my Dad, and I took a deep breath because I missed him. I missed him with everything I got. Then I closed my eyes and sent him some light and love.

And pie.

Hope you had a good Thanksgiving.

Buen Camino, my friends!

3 Responses to “Thankful for Pies and Non-Turkey Trot Early Morning Runs”

  1. Sorryless December 1, 2018 at 6:38 AM #


    You negotiated YOUR place inside a day full of scenes that weren’t fitting in quite the same way as you had imagined. And it’s really the best way to go about things. Better to take the what’s what of a day in your own way than to borrow from someone else’s idea of what it should look like. Because really, everybody’s life is ‘perfect’ . . excepting for the fact that yanno, it’s really not.

    And who needs perfect when you got your health and a circle of peeps you would ride through the zombie apocalypse with? Perfect happens in small slices. For the taste test. 🙂

    You’re a wonderful writer of all things famiglia.


    • The Guat December 18, 2018 at 12:32 AM #

      Dude you would totally make my day with this awesome comment. “Perfect happens in small slices,” I’m gonna have to quote you on that and tell my kids that whenever they’re having a bad day. That is the most awesome parent/friend/Yoda Master Jedi response ever. THANKS SO MUCH for the pep talk and the confidence life boost with that. Sorry it took me a while to get back to you … I was on an unintended hiatus that extended itself. But I’m so glad I came back to find this wonderful boost from a dude who deserves all the pie in the world. Sending you sunshine and waves buddy. Thanks 🙂

      • Sorryless December 18, 2018 at 6:09 AM #


        I know all about the unintended hiatus. Sometimes, you just have to.

        But I’m glad you’re back. And de nada sistah! You know I got you on this!

        Sunshine and waves

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