
Fall brings crisp, cool weather and with it, some of my most cherished holidays – Thanksgiving prominent among them. I love the idea of a day centered on taking time to pause and reflect (no, it’s really not just all about football). Some people I know object to the concept of a Thanksgiving holiday, given our nation’s checkered history regarding treatment of native people. I prefer to view the day outside its historical significance, as a time for folks of any and all shapes, sizes, races, religions and cultural traditions to come together, sharing a meal with thanks for the gifts in life, big and more often, small. Simple gifts – those we might sometimes take for granted – our persimmon tree laden with fruit; loving sisters and daughters; autumn leaves’ fiery burst of color; older parents still with us; summer thunderstorms that arrive out of nowhere; generous husbands; a flock of robins in the rain; golden sunflower fields; infectious giggles; hot tea shared with friends – the list is, of course, endless.


