November 27, 2008

• Give Thanks

  Some days the sun shines through the leaves, the air is gold, the scents that surround you are apple and spice.  The faces of the people around you light up in welcome and love when you walk in the room.  You have a table of food, a glass of wine, and pie for dessert by the crackling fireplace.  You look around, your heart is full, and you want to say … Thanks.  Go ahead.  Say it.  It’s all good.

  And for those of you who are having a more traditional Thanksgiving with irritable relatives, that political imbecile who’s not only wrong but insists on arguing with your brother-in-law, and the kids who scream through the house, and the turkey that’s a little dry, and the football on television even though you really dislike football but all the guys are watching (at least the ones not arguing politics) well, for you, I offer a Thanksgiving prayer for peace, comfort, and a quiet corner where you can look around at the glorious mess, and feel alive.  Big hugs to you.  Thank you for all you do. 

   

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