Thanksgiving Day
A day to feast
and to give thanks for the bountiful harvest of our lives.
The first cry of
our first child born into the world . . .
Our earliest
memory of Christmas morning . . .
The smile on the
face of a grandchild looking into your eyes . . .
The first time
you observed the glory that is a sunrise just beginning to peek over the hills
. . .
A sunset, just
after a monsoon rain . . .
The first time
you looked into the eyes of your loved one and realized you were madly, deeply
in love . . .
The sight of the
first snowflakes of the season, beginning to blanket the earth, covering it with
a pristine blanket, whispering to you of silence . . .
Then, the sight
of the first crocus piercing the blanket of snow, promising the return of Spring
. . .
The sight of your
child walking down the aisle, resplendent in a gossamer gown, with eyes glowing
with love and expectation, promising her loved one to bring a life together,
filled with love . . .
A grandchild
taking a first step without guidance . . .
Seated at a
table, resplendent with color, glittering china and crystal, flickering
candles, sumptuous delicacies each prepared with love and high skill, and
gazing into the eyes of assembled family members, and saying La Familia . . .
to our family, because family surrounds us with love, memories, and links to
the past and to the future.
So many things to
consider, so many things for which we are grateful.
Such is life.
Be grateful
Happy Thanksgiving.
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