Good Monday morning. I hope you all enjoyed the weekend and are gearing up for Thanksgiving in a few days. Actually, I absolutely love this holiday. It’s second only to Christmas in my favorites. Why, you ask? Because of the wonderful memories I have while growing up. My parents, although we lived a very modest/albeit poor lifestyle most of the year, went all out on this holiday. We, of course, had a huge stuffed bird, with all the trimmings, along with not one but two kinds of pie. Real whipped cream came out of an aerosol can that my brother and I squinted into our palms when no one was looking. My mom bought a bouquet of flowers at the grocery store for the table and even bought an inexpensive (and very sweet!) bottle of wine so everyone could have a small glass. We invited family, friends, and acquaintances. The guests were always different from year to year. My mom specialized in inviting folks who had nowhere else to go. I know now, as as adult, exactly what that feels like. I’m so glad my mom did that many years ago. My husband and I won’t be cooking a big bird just for two this year, but will be enjoying the holiday with great friends and their children and grandchildren. We are thankful for them! And we are thankful to our magnificent Lord who kept us alive and well for another year. If you have the time, please leave me a comment with your favorite Thanksgiving memory. And may you all be blessed this Thursday!!