Giving Thanks

I’ve never been a fan of Thanksgiving. I’m not sure why…I don’t really like turkey, and growing up it seemed like a lot of fuss…and I just didn’t get it. I never bought the Indian and Pilgrim thing and overall it just didn’t “fit” together.

I’ve grown up some and I’ve searched for meaning, and I’ve made my life my own, and for the first time I’m looking forward to Thanksgiving. I’m looking forward to being surrounded my friends and family, and I look forward to celebrating the life I’m living and giving thanks for the people who’ve contributed in one way or another.

I’ve made a turkey once before, but this Thursday will be my first Thanksgiving with me as the head chef! Hmm…maybe I should wear a cook’s hat???

Life is rough, there are stumbling blocks, heartaches and pain. There’s memories that leave you sad and speechless, and then there’s the smiles that ground you, that feel like a warm cloak washing away all the cold.

I feel as if there’s been a big picture on the horizon my entire life…and the older I get the clearer the picture becomes…and the more thankful I am for the life I have.