Thanksgiving is the most personal of all holidays. Because it calls on us to give thanks for blessings and good fortune, we think of it on our own terms: how our lives have been touched by others and how we should express our gratitude to others and, if you like, to your higher power. And it’s also a time for reflection, too.
I see Thanksgiving as a time to look back at what’s gone on in my life over the past year, and see so many things to be grateful for. I don’t need to go into all the details — if you’ve been reading the blog, you’re probably aware of them, like the move, the job changes, trips to celebrate family events, and the premiere of my play in New York — and in each case, I found many, many reasons to give thanks to so many people.
I am also grateful that I can still spend the holiday with friends and family. My parents did more than go over the river and through the woods; they should get a medal for dealing with rush hour on US 1 in Miami, and later today we will join Bob and the Old Professor and other friends for the traditional meal. Our contribution will be the wine and spirits and since the last time I was in a liquor store I got carded, I will be leaving the choices up to my dad.
If I don’t say it often enough, I am also grateful to you, dear readers, for stopping by and being a part of this little attempt at insight and humor. And I’d like to ask those of you who lurk — read but never comment — here at BBWW to drop a comment so I can express my thanks to you for being here.