Our family gathered last Sunday, which is when everyone could be here. We had a lovely meal, as well as a birthday party for Emma. It was a great time. Needless to say, my family is the most important thing in my life.
That meant that on the actual Thanksgiving Day on Thursday, Gerry and I were alone together. I did cook a Thanksgiving meal, though a fairly modest one. We enjoyed a quiet, stress free, mellow, comfortable day filled with cooking, eating, watching television, reading and just being together.
Last night we entertained friends whose company we very much enjoyed. I made another Thanksgiving dinner, this one more elaborate and fancy than the one on Thanksgiving Day. These friends had never been at our house before, so that is always fun, showing off our lovely home, and my love of cooking.
As I thought about the three thanksgiving meals, it occurred to me that those represent the three most important things in my life. My children and grandchildren and their spouses, through whom I am greatly blessed. My husband and marriage, for which I am deeply grateful.
And friends, both new and old. We have not lived in one place during our marriage, but have lived in four places---Dryden, Moravia, Fayetteville, and Cortland--due to my years in the ministry. The disadvantage of moving and changing your place of residence is that you are always somewhat transient. The advantage is that you are constantly making new friends. There are people who are dear to us from all the places we have lived and worked.
Family, marriage, friends. To that list of things for which I am grateful, I would add faith and health. Both of those give joy and meaning to all the rest.
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