Thanksgiving has always been one of my favorite holidays.
Sure, there’s the common favorite, Christmas.
And, of course, you’ve got your birthday.
For me, Thanksgiving is about coming home. Families traveling miles just to be together and break a little bread…and turkey, dressing, yams, cranberries, and mashed potatoes, and gravy.
I love the intoxicating aromas of Thanksgiving. The turkey roasting in the oven, and the apple pie baking. The smell of cloves and cinnamon.
Nothing tops that night in the dining room—over-stuffed with family, sitting on mismatched chairs—as we swap stories, share memories, toast those who came before us and pass dishes infused with even more love than butter.
The food itself doesn’t matter so much to me. It’s the traditions, the pride, the care people put into making it.
The entire purpose of the holiday is just a gathering of family and friends to celebrate all the blessings in our lives. When we look around the table at our loved ones, we have so much for which to be thankful. So let’s give thanks not just on Thanksgiving, but every day that we can connect with another human being. Once you feel the true joy of connecting with a fellow member of the human race you might start to realize just how precious life is.
May the bounty of the season fill your hearts and homes. I hope you and your families have an amazing Thanksgiving.