November 26, 2010

• Happy Thanksgiving!

  I am thankful for daughters who are willing to create their own festivity:
  

  Bri said it, but I was thinking it, "It almost doesn't seem like a holiday.  I like it better when the house is full of people, kids are running around everywhere..."  True, I love to be surrounded -- literally surrounded -- by friends and family, holiday or no.  But we discovered that we are capable of being thankful even in relative solitude.  He is good, even when we are lonely.  He is mighty, even when we don't have plenty.  He is God, even when we aren't actively conscious of Him.

  We also discovered the value of traditions.  The turkey stuffed with bread dressing, the cranberry sauce, the olives -- nothing special in and of themselves, but they deliver a sort of continuity, a tangible connection between the fat years and the lean years:
  

  Bri asked to be the first to declare her "Thank You, God, for..." list.  Turns out, by the time she was finished, there was nothing left for any of us to say but "ditto."  She was not only thankful for every part of Creation, she was thankful for every person who discovered or invented everything man-made -- and the tools and parts used to build those things.  Books, bowls, snow tires, mattresses, shoelaces... 

  Myra:  "Time for pie already?  Can we press 'rewind'?"
  

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