I do love Thanksgiving, the sentiment, the food, and I don’t want to be one of those who skips right over it because of the importance of being thankful .. grateful… But my truth is it marks the beginning of the Christmas season I love even more.
I love holiday lights on a hushed snowy night. I love seeing candles in my friends and neighbors windows. I love christmas cookies and christmas trees and ornaments and wreaths on doors and Charlie Brown specials on TV – I love finding or making meaningful or useful gifts for my family. I love trying a new recipe and making some of the old favorites. I love finding silly things to put in the kids stockings (they are 26 and 19 and I still stuff their stockings) I love that my kids love our traditions and I hope they keep them through the years and pass them down in whatever ways hold the most meaning to them.
Some of you may think I’m missing the most important thing. The reason for the season in the first place. Well, I’ve made no secret of the fact that I am not religious. What I know is that I don’t know, and so I go about this holiday in the spirit I think it is intended whether you are a religious person or not… the spirit of caring, of giving, of sharing, of hope and joy and a wish for peace and good will toward all.
This week I will gather with family and we will eat and laugh and drink and probably bicker as well. But we will be together – Amen.
Come Friday – I’m hauling out Christmas.
Happy Thanksgiving, all –
