Thanksgiving is by far my favorite holiday. Last year my dear friend Ellen used the word "savor" in her blog and it struck a chord with me then and continues to do so today. "Savor" remains the perfect word to describe how I feel about Thanksgiving. Not only is it famous for "savory" foods like succulent turkey, spicy pumpkin pie, and moist cornbread stuffing, it is a holiday that I physically savor, relishing each moment spent with my family and occasionally, my dearest friends. There are traditions that I look forward to each year (early morning movies with my husband before everyone else is awake) and I am filled with anticipation weeks and days before the actual holiday, envisioning the meal, the football games on TV and the desserts that are devoured despite feeling that there is not an inch available to accommodate them (well, maybe just a inch). I must admit that when the dishes are washed and put away, and hugs and kisses are given in a flurry of goodbyes I feel just a tiny bit of sadness, acknowledging that my favorite day is almost over.
But does it really have to be? Can't the spirit of Thanksgiving be present every day? I have the greatest family in the world (I love you with all my heart Jim, Cathie, Connie, Ryan, Cobber, Lilly and my feisty little grandpuppy, Milton), the best friends a person could ask for, and a job that fills me with purpose and joy every day (thank you, my 2C families). Despite the ups and downs of every day life I am going to do my best to embrace each and every day with the same enthusiasm and joy as Thanksgiving Day, savoring each moment because, if you think about it, isn't every day a reason to give thanks? I hope you'll join me.
