Happy Thanksloving

“There is one day that is ours. There is one day when all we Americans who are not self-made go back to the old home to eat saleratus biscuits and marvel how much nearer to the porch the old pump looks than it used to. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.”

This whole week, namely because the Thanksgiving holidays are on my mind, I am reminded that I have a mountain load of things to be grateful for. Just so you know, this is about to get a little personal. Being in another place far away from family has me relishing in the simple joys of family-hood: Presence. I live in one of the most beautiful countries in the world, but the tradition of a Southern- American Thanksgiving has me longing for my first home.

First of all, I serve a God who loves me beyond my wildest imagination. Secondly, I am totally in love with my husband who out-does my affections on a daily basis. I am thankful that we laugh together, and I hope we always find something worth laughing about. I wake up every morning with the freedom to be an artist and to create, and I get to do it for a living! My friends are loyal and love my unconditionally, as do my families on both sides. And one of the most exciting things is that I will be welcoming my first nephew next Spring. I’m seriously tempted to buy him every single crocheted hat for newborns on etsy.com.
I find that it is so important to sit down and put life into perspective and see that yes, we have it so good.

“Thanksgiving is the holiday of peace, the celebration of work and the simple life… a true folk-festival that speaks the poetry of the turn of the seasons, the beauty of seedtime and harvest, the ripe product of the year – and the deep, deep connection of all these things with God.” ~Ray Stannard Baker

What are you thankful for?

One Reply to “Happy Thanksloving”

  1. Beautiful words! You have made me stop, get out of the kitchen……. and count my blessings. We miss you terribly but if you must be away I take comfort in knowing God is blessing you too, on the other side of the world.
    Now, close your eyes….take a breath, and tell me…….can you smell the yeast rolls?
    Love you,
    Mom

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