Had you been a fly on the wall of my bedroom this morning, you would have heard my annual sigh of relief.
Because it’s over. The month-long obsession with spiderwebs, witches, ghosts and ghouls is over.
Moving on to celebrate other things…
squanto, bradford, and peregrine white.
While the marketing gurus have decided they’ll make more money if they skip right from Halloween to Christmas, can we please please remember a very important holiday right in the middle? If you’ve never made much of Thanksgiving, maybe this can be a year of firsts! I can’t think of a much more inspiring, good-for-the-soul exercise than dwelling for a few weeks on the providence of God.
What are some of your favorite Thanksgiving traditions? Please, share!
…And here’s to pumpkin pies, cinnamon candles, and remembering the Mayflower!
*edit* I remembered this evening a nice tradition I’d observed at a family’s home in Potsdam. They had a Thanksgiving journal, and every year, they wrote a succinct list of milestones and testimonies from the previous year, and on the facing page, attached a few photos. I think I would like to do something like that with our family.