‘Tis the Season

“Mom, will it ever get here? It seems like it takes months and months for it to get here!”

“Yes, dear, the day will come soon enough. I know you’re very excited. Color another picture for me maybe? Use lots of bright colors. Okay?”

“Yes, ma’am. I can’t wait, Mom. It’s my favorite day of the year.”

……

“Does this one look okay, Dad? I want to make sure I have something nice to give her, you know? I mean, she does so much for us every day. She never rests, does she?”

“Hardly. She’s always loved giving to people, Sport, you know that.”

“Then this has to be perfect for her. Do you like the foil inside or just the silver seal on the outside?”

“Why not both? She’d like that.”

“Awesome!”

…..

“Oh, come on, Mom, just one! Can’t we open just one tonight? It won’t hurt nothin’!”

“Anything. It won’t hurt anything. Grammar, young lady.”

“Just one little one, Dad, please?”

“Your mother has spoken, guys. Besides, we haven’t had the first mouthful of turkey yet. You can wait until tomorrow morning, I’m sure. Now, come get your supper.”

…..

(First light)

“Shhh. Quiet!”

“What time is it?”

“Zero dark thirty, kid. Too early for parents to wake up without a severe attack of the pre-coffee grumpies. Quiet!”

“Look! A stack for you and a stack for me. There! On the coffee table. Cool!”

“Mom’s got the biggest stack. Look. There’s my silver foil one, right on top.”

“We’d better start making a little noise in the kitchen or they’ll never wake up.”

“Cmon!”

…..

“And here’s the next one for you, Mom. Very pretty! Fancy writing on the outside.”

“Oh, how sweet. It’s from Mrs. Jones next door. Thank you so very much for the casseroles you made and placed in my freezer after my surgery. Here it is November, and I haven’t even eaten them all yet. I owe you a great debt. Sincerely, Betty.

“Open one of yours, Junior!”

“Okay, here’s a neat one with Ninja Turtles on the outside. Thank you for cutting my grass this summer. I had the prettiest yard in the city because of your good work. See you soon, Mr. Peebles.

“See, Sam, I told you he appreciated you and your diligence. People notice, son. You may not think so, but they do.”

“Now, I know we have more notes to open, but who wants turkey and dressing?”

“And cranberries!”

…..

“Sam, as the eldest, would you please do the honors and say a blessing for us?”

…..

“Amen.”

“Thank you, Sam.”

“No, thank you, Mom.”

“Whatever for, son?”

“I want to thank you and Dad for teaching us the reason for the season. The meaning of Thanksgiving.”

“Yeah!” the twins chimed in. “This is the most awesome turkey day ever!”

“Yeah!”

“Here, now who’s ready for pumpkin pie?”

Thank you, God, for gifting me with my children and grandchildren, and for the life I am blessed to lead.

Happy Thanksgiving to you all.

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Joy

I guess there are just times that you have to write about joy, you know?

It’s Thanksgiving week in the United States (yes, I have at least two other readers in foreign lands, count ’em, I do indeed, so they may not get all this turkey and cranberry stuff), and that means giving thanks for the people and the things in our lives that make us truly grateful. Now, I’m not one of the sentimental mushy types who will throw a bunch of fluff at you and see how many times I can make you cry. That’s not my style.

However, after this weekend of food, friends, family, football, and all other manner of things that go fffft as you say them, I simply must thank the Universe and God as I understand him for the abundant joy in my life. Sometimes, stubborn as I am, I don’t let myself see it and experience it fully, but that’s my problem to sort out, not yours.

In the meantime, I am very thankful for:

Food to eat, a warm bed to sleep in, and worthwhile work to do.

Family who love me no matter how many times I disappoint them. My grandkids have that special gift of lighting up like Christmas trees, smiling and running to me every time I come to their front door. That feeling is like no other in the world.

Old friends who are there even when I neglect them, give me honest advice and feedback when I ask for it, a listening ear when I need it, and the promise to help me re-engage with my own life at the pace I need to do so.

New friends who are as dear as old ones, who challenge me, call me on my BS, and love me unconditionally even after they know about some of my worst flaws.

The warm, comfortable glow of tradition, music, liturgy, and ceremony. Without these, our institutions would not stand the test of time, and we would be poorer for that fact.

Like many of you, I will have a short work week. I look forward to the holiday and being with my family. I look forward to slowing down, even for a few short hours.

I look forward to reconnecting with joy.

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Thanks and Giving

I can read articles and blogposts very early in the morning, which I am wont to do. I can pitch them as retweets on Twitter or shared posts on Facebook, and  maybe throw a little comment or question in there. Then, do you know what happens? 

I can sit back and watch the growing, changing, idea-inspiring stream of comments, rants, supports, challenges and new ideas that come, always, from my friends and family. 

In this season, I am very thankful that I live in a country where I can express myself in writing for all the world to see.

I am thankful for smart friends and supportive family members who have marvelous ideas. 

I am thankful that those very same friends and family will call me on the carpet when I write crap, or when my logic is faulty. 

I am thankful that even when we disagree, sometimes vehemently and fundamentally, we still remain friends and keep the dialogue open.

I am thankful that I learn something new every single day. 

There. 

That’s all the sentimentality you get from me today.

Yeah, right. You know me too well. 

Happy Thanksgiving season, my friends. I love and appreciate you all.

 

I originally posted this on Facebook today, but I wanted to make sure all of my readers saw it. I mean what I said. I love and appreciate the time we give each other, the support, and the time it takes to read, absorb, discuss and challenge each other. Here’s to a great season of thanksgiving and celebration of the year fast coming to a close, and the hope that we all have a wonderful 2014.