Thanksgiving weekend is one of my oldest and favorite memories. Occurring in the fall, its usual reason is the celebration of the harvest.
Thanksgiving arrives amidst fresh apples, orange leaves and and even more brightly orange pumpkins. The corn fields, tall from a busy summer of growing, are now laden and dense, ready for their harvest haircut. The fall is definitely a time of plenty.
So if you said that Thanksgiving is about turkey and pie you wouldn't find many people to argue with you, but you would definitely find people.
After a summer of going off on vacation, Thanksgiving is the time that brings us back together. No matter where we've gone, what we've done and what we've seen, Thanksgiving is a time to gather, and share.
Cousins, friends, parents, coworkers and siblings — people come to mind and come together for Thanksgiving.
We plan our get-togethers, and bring some food. Old friends, new friends — we invite and we gather. We hug, we cook, we laugh and play — we're celebrating life together.
When the harvest comes there is lots to be thankful for — but not much more than what we can celebrate every day.
Share smiles, call people, get together and have a meal. The things we want are really the times we share. Be thankful for the people.
