Thanksgiving

Peace and love to you all.

We have the turkey.
We have the stuffing.
We have the potatoes.
We have the gravy.
We have the yams with marshmallows.
We have the corn mix. 
We have the sparkling apple juice.
We have the Macy's Parade.
We have the Cowboys playing.
We have the dog show.
We have the decor and the plates and the napkins and everything that makes today Thanksgiving.

The only thing we don't have here is my dad. 

It's been an interesting day. With just the three of us, more of the cooking duties fell to us than we expected. Doing the yams or mixing up the gravy, for instance, were always my dad's job. He would prepare the turkey just so and, if it worked or not, it was the fault or blessing of the turkey. He was a presence in the kitchen that was missed (at times). 

It was tough not having him at the table with us. 

But on this day of thanks, we have so much we are grateful for. Our friends and family who have been with us throughout all of this. Plenty of food to eat and a nice warm house around us. Our cats who are pains but adorable. Laughter and teasing and jokes. More things than we can mention. And, of course, the years we got to spend with Dad. It wasn't enough, no, but then can it ever really be enough? We always hope for more time in our lives. More years with those we love. More years to simply be. Maybe, though, on a day like this, we can just be thankful for the years we have. The days and hours we have right now that we are blessed to live in this beautiful, wide world of ours. 

So, today we are sad but we are grateful for so much, none more than to God for allowing us the time to celebrate with one another. 

May you have more blessings than you can imagine today and every day.

Happy Thanksgiving. Thanks be to God.