It’s amazing how easy it is for folks to get into the spirit of a holiday. Those special days are reminders, lest we forget. On Thanksgiving, people gather around a feast-laden table. They hold hands and give thanks for all those present, those who are not at the table, for friends, family, and the food that has been provided. There is reverence, gratitude, joy, and friendship. Conversations are civil and memory rich. “Remember the time that…”
The feast is just part of the day as families and friends gather. A father throws endless high-arching passes to his young son who deftly grabs the football and throws it back, eagerly awaiting the next pass. Two little pre-teen, compatible cousins shoot hoops or drop by the appetizers to grab bites to fill the voids in growing girls bodies. Or all of the kids invent their own games and laugh and squeal with delight. And there is always the cell phone activity. And there are older cousins who sit and talk, text a lot, and help when called. The television is tuned to the Thanksgiving Day football game, sometimes eagerly watched and other times totally ignored.
The kitchen is the busiest place in the house where it’s all systems go! Beautiful children continue to run in and out and through the house. Grandma and grandpa sit with smiles at the wonder of it all. Moms and Dads are trying to manage the stress of such a big day with so many moving parts. But they all come together and dinner is served. The after-dinner game of hide-and-seek in the house is a game enjoyed by the little and the “big” kids
As we think about our Thanksgiving Day filled with so many positive happenings, so much love, so much fun, and so many pictures for the camera of the soul, we smile and give thanks.
If we were to journal the week following Thanksgiving, we would find the same things happening and more, just not all in one place. Somehow we forget to be grateful for the ordinary things that happen every day. The simple things that we hurry through–the warm shower, a breakfast, the beauty of a morning walk, the children clamoring for our attention as they ready for school, the car and the roads that take us to work or school, our teachers, our colleagues, our friends and neighbors. Learning to be grateful is a task for all moments. So often we don’t say thanks until we regain something we have lost.
On the day after Thanksgiving we have the same choice that we have each day: to be grateful or not. The joy experienced from the gratefulness expressed and felt on Thanksgiving Day is available each day, each hour, each minute. It is a gift that is with us always, but we must choose to be grateful. With gratitude, comes joy.