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Thanksgiving. It's been around for some time. Not just the holiday, but as long as we, the human race, have been around. As the word says, it's giving thanks. It's a verb. An action. It's where a person sets their will to be thankful for something. Some aspect of their life that brings joy, relief, refuge that they're glad isn't different than it is.
We've set aside a day specifically for the purpose of Giving Thanks. To cast an eye over their lot and find those nuggets in the maelstrom we call life that give us warmth.
Thanksgiving isn't about food. It isn't a pit stop between Hallowe'en and Christmas. It isn't the line of demarcation that separates "Black Friday" from the rest of the calendar. It isn't about football. It isn't, surprisingly, about friends and family getting together for the feast. It isn't even comparing what you have to what others do not.
It's about taking inventory of your soul and being thankful. Thankful that you can give and receive love. That you have what you have.
For me, I have a loving wife. I have great kids... and grandkids. A roof over my head, clothes on my back and food for the table. I have a job. I have cherished friends. I have my health. My brain, such as it is, still functions. I can laugh, cry, love.
In a way, I think that it's sad that we need to create a day wherein we pause in the rush of living to give thanks.
Thanksgiving isn't a day. Thanksgiving is a mindset.
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Thanks for being some of those cherished friends in my life.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all.