Thanksgiving Day is upon us. We will survive Thanksgiving Dinner. We will survive the shopping push the Friday after Thanksgiving. We will survive eating too much turkey, too much ham, and too many desserts. By Saturday, we will be thinking about getting back to our routine Monday. By Sunday we will be worn out and ready for the weekend to end. Excess is fun on occasion, but as time goes by, one is led less to excess and more to stability.
I enjoy seeing family members and friends over the holiday weekend. We have new babies in the family - a four month old and a seven month old. We have children ages two, three, six, seven, eight and ten. We have personal visits which no phone call, text or email can replace. There are family memories that are shared - funny moments, tragic moments, learning moments.
We will likely play games after the meal. The family enjoys board games of many types. Some will play late into the night. Life for parents of young children evolves into roles most of us have lived ourselves as parents of formerly young children.
We will reflect on photos of the past decade's Thanksgivings and the past sixty years of family memories. Our family now is extended in several directions. This family of today is a blended extended family from the one we shared as children and young adults.
In those days our Thanksgiving Day was usually celebrated at home, far from our relatives on either side of the family. Daddy's family was mainly from Lubbock to Durango. Mama's family was largely from Arizona to Idaho. Thanksgiving was not a day of travel, but a day to be at home and to see each other, to watch Turkey Day Football, and to see friends. On Friday, we would attend the Christmas Parade, which ended with Santa throwing candy to the kids. That was the day the Christmas season began - and not before - in those bygone days.
Today Thanksgiving is a time we gather together from Central Texas, Coastal Texas, and East Texas to celebrate a family with several branches. Siblings are parents who have become grandparents. We have three generations that come together, from the youngest at four months to the oldest at age seventy.
Thanksgiving has come to be about eating, watching football and visiting with family and friends, but it is also a time to be thankful for the life we have had, the blessings we have experienced, and love of other people we have enjoyed. A life without love is a life without joy. Love is more than caring. Love is being there. Love is being dependable. Above all, we should give thanks for this.
The song says "we gather together to ask the Lord's blessing." That says it about as well as it can be said. Have a Happy Thanksgiving weekend!
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