I hope your Thanksgiving is filled with abundance, friends and/or family, and a warm, comfortable place to settle and rest and marinate in the deliciousness of a life filled with gratitude.
My day isn’t quite like that. Mine is more of the get up and finish making everything, make sure kids and self are presentable, drive half an hour to one part of the family, eat too much, drive to another part of the family, help make more food, eat too much twice (dessert can be its own meal), spend half an hour trying to make a dent in the mess created, collapse on the couch for a bit and then drive home exhausted around midnight.
But I am blessed to have the family I do. The more, the merrier, right? I will gladly spread four meals of thanks throughout the month to get to spend time with my loved ones, and I do sincerely love them.
Complain as we might, some of my fondest memories and the best conversations are had while preparing meals and doing the dishes. It’s like talking to a man while driving; you can get into deeper conversation there. Women talk well while driving, too, but for me, it’s best when sewing/crafting, cooking, dish washing . . . and, of course, over some tasty beverages.
May your love and conversation be rich, and may you be filled with gratitude.