It’s Thanksgiving weekend and the tryptophan is in full effect. Between that and a recent bout of cold, the motivation has been hard to find. But it’s important to say thank you, and to especially recognize that/who which gets you through.
Having cancelled family plans this weekend due to illness, just us four sat around the dinner table last night, and as is my tradition, went around the room saying what we were thankful for. The overwhelming response was twofold: thankful that we were putting months of illness behind us and moving forward with the healing. The second intrinsically linked part was that we got through it together, as a family. We all put aside thoughts of school stress, bills, the business, politics, and other strife, and took a moment to be with each other in thanks. It was a quiet, peaceful moment, and it was beautiful.
We had been out earlier that day, enjoying our beautiful city: with your head to the grindstone caught up in the routine, it’s easy to forget why the world wants to live here, and will pay millions for the privilege. We took a simple walk together, soaking up the vitamin D and being together. It was beautiful.
While I was sad to miss the rest of the family in thanks, I took the moment just to be with my three in gratitude.
Happy Thanksgiving.