Thanksgiving is not so much about turkey or pie but mostly for what we can be thankful. When the first pilgrims landed at Plymouth Rock the weather was turning toward winter and they didn't have time to build suitable shelter. That winter was spent on the ships that brought them to the new world. Half of the pilgrims died that winter. Out of the 38 wives that came to our shores only 8 lived through the harsh winter. Is it any wonder that the first harvest the next fall was all about being thankful just to still be alive. With out the help of the Native Americans, there would most likely not have been any pilgrims left here to colonize the eastern shores of this country. I am truly thankful for those brave pilgrims that never gave up even in the midst of hardship unto death. Because of the recent death of my father, I have been reflecting on just how thankful I am to have had two wonderful parents that loved each other all their married life. They both influenced my life tremendously. I am very sad that many children will never experience the parental experiences I was so blessed to have. I am also thankful for friends that have helped me though the tough times and rejoiced with me during the happy times.
Our Thanksgiving dinner will not be a traditional one this year and take place at the Red Lobster restaurant. Afterward the we will visit with friends until returning home stuffed, tired, and ready for sleep.
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you and may this be the best memory building Thanksgiving of you life.