Thanksgiving is over. Which is a funny thought. As if we've given our token thanks and can get on with our thankless lives. I don't mean to sound harsh about that. I mean, if I meant to be harsh I'd point out that none of us actually spent any time during Thanksgiving being thankful. I know: thanks for pointing that out, right? But that's not my point here. And neither is it my point that we lead pretty thankless lives. We don't, for the most part. I just meant it sounded like that's what I meant when I said Thanksgiving is over. I'll move on. You can thank me later.
The traditions of Thanksgiving, from my own experiences, go something like this:
I suppose the simple point here is that I had a great Thanksgiving weekend, and am incredibly thankful for the family I have and the chance to spend time with them. All of my kids were home this weekend, and that is not always easy to do anymore. I am sorry that I could not see my family up in PA, but I am thankful that I feel that way, since not everyone is sorry to have missed their family on any holiday. All in all, God has been far too good to me. Not that I'm complaining. And I'll try not to be thankless throughout the rest of the year.
(This post, as you might have guessed, was just a warm-up for my Christmas post.)