We aren’t big Halloween people.
I’m not trying to change you to my way of thinking. I’m just saying.
This is how we’ve done it, up to now.
We are big Thanksgiving people.
When I was 26 years-old, I did my own full-on Thanksgiving dinner. And because there were only the two of us in the house, the leftovers lasted at least a week. (I apologize if you are a “when in doubt, throw it out” adherent. I know it hurts your soul. If you’d like some therapy for that, travel in a developing country where the population is out of control and the people wait until fresh meat turns rancid before they eat it.) It was just like the one when I was a kid.The menu is fixed. On Christmas Day, it’s the same with the addition of a ham.
Thanksgiving is the official observance, but Fall makes me thankful.
Or rather, something about Fall makes me feel like the solution to all my problems is to “Be still” and know that God is God. The answer is to focus on what we have. Not what we lack. He really has given us everything pertaining to life.* I am horrible about this any other time, but for whatever reason, I’m significantly less horrible about it now. If I can say that about myself.
Maybe because I want to savor it. Maybe because that cat is laying under the rocker on the porch and the sun is slanting through the slats of the porch rail that’s so badly in need of paint. It’s a perfect moment. If I rush by, the cat will run off and the wind will come up and…it will be gone.
The leaves are heart-wrenchingly perfect this year. Everything is so beautiful.
We aren’t guaranteed another day. If we miss the beauty, even of the mundane and the daily, we aren’t guaranteed it will come back again. This year, I am seeing the pumpkins and mums and sweaters as if for the first time.
Probably, I’m just getting old.
A year ago,We didn’t even know how we were going to have a Thanksgiving and it was a bit of a miracle that Mickey attended a luncheon at which Marvin Windows gave everyone a turkey. Did you get that? Marvin. Windows.
This year, we know I’ll be able to go get a turkey, follow the thawing instructions on the package, and spend 2 hours on T-day trying to get it thawed enough to remove the neck and giblets from the cavity.
Did I say I love the traditions?
I am so thankful. Deep gut thankful.
*and godliness. (I didn’t want to misquote the verse, but my point was when I am worried about life…I am not up to worrying how hard it is to be godly).