Thanksgivings

Thanksgiving is a pure holiday. Gathering with family and friends with grateful hearts. Add some food, usually too much and always tasty. Turn on some football and parades. A wonderful time.

I pause to consider what I am bless with and I have cause to thank God. I'm not alone in that. This is the day that we set aside to do just that. Reflect and give God thanks.

I have memories of dozens of November trips to western New York to be with Bob's family. I have memories of years when we drove from Illinois to northeast Indiana to be at Grandma's house with all my family.

I have memory of a Thanksgiving my parents hosted when I was in grade school. Mom's parents were away visiting out of town so the day included my father's parents and his sister who was either in high school or college. Mom was setting the table, getting serving dishes out and the house smelled so good. But we were under foot so Dad took the three of us for a ride. We were probably gone 30 minutes but when we returned, the dining room was transformed.

Someone I love very much is setting her table this morning. Everything will be transformed. Her house will smell of turkey and stuffing. There will be seats set for Bob and I as we join her and her family.

I pause to give thanks for my friend. I am truly blessed.

'til later