I am a little late in wishing everyone a Happy Thanksgiving, but what is wrong with the day after? All the hard work is done, like shopping, menu planning, guest lists. The only thing left are the leftovers and memories.
Thanksgiving used to be a simple day, a gathering for family, friends, and strangers. Yes, strangers. Thanksgiving was a day of celebration of the fruits of the harvest and preparations for winter.
Now, we start celebrating our Thanksgivings slid in between the Spirits of Halloween and the Christmas Stockings. Every year, I notice the orange and black colors of Halloween, the red and green colors of Christmas, overshadowing the Pilgrims and turkeys get hidden somewhere down another aisle.
We worry about the menu, the space, and maybe something new. What’s wrong with all of the old stand-by items? Do you realize, we are still celebrating with most of the same menu the Indians had? Let’s take a look, and sorry if miss one or two: turkeys, wild caught and cooked over a fire, not in one. Potatoes and turnips, grown and dug up just before the big day. Corn on the cob, fresh corn in the bread, later known as cornbread, tomatoes, onions, and pumpkins ready to roast. There was no worry about matching silverware, or even silverware for that matter. Fingers worked great. Dishes may have included woven mats piled high from the open fire. Seating arrangements included the Chief and the rest all squashed in beside him, legs crossed, and the singing or chants to assure blessings today and for future crops.
Now, we sit and wiggle. We try to make the correct choice of fork, spoon and try not to dribble on the linen table-cloth. Instead of being quiet and sharing our thoughts and ideas, we hurry up, and head to the living room, den, or which ever room holds the television. Football is the thrill of the day. Oh, wait! The stores have opened and if we do not dive into the crowds, we will miss the best bargain of the season.
Then, we realize we feel empty, no not in the stomach area, but in the heart and soul. I wish you to have a full heart, a contented soul, and a feeling of gratefulness with all of your families, friends, and acquaintances.
Yes, I am home the day of Thanksgiving and enjoy my friends. I’ve talked to my son and his wife, heard all of the laughter of their family, and still feel as though I am there. Better yet, I am home the day AFTER Thanksgiving and satisfied to be quiet. There is always tomorrow, and I’d rather hit it full of energy, blessings, and not bruises from outlandish shoppers.
I pray that all of you are happy, relaxed, satisfied, and ready to tackle December. We only have one more month to clean up our acts of 2014 and prepare the way for 2015. Let’s do this in high style.
Thanks to all of my followers and letting me spew out a few feelings. Blessings to all of you and your families. May you gather strength and knowledge and share this with everyone.
Happy Writing. Happy Stories. Happy Lives.