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The annual ritual of our nation collectively giving thanks for a day is a wonderful exercise and worthwhile investment. I have a tremendous number of reasons to be thankful. Rather than listing mine, I encourage each of you to dwell on your own for the day.
I realize that looking at life as a half full cup is not always easy. My parallel medical career has given me a the honor of caring for those in need, who in many cases, have lost everything in a blink on an eye. Oh I know how delicate life is. I have ultimate respect for those dealing with the fleeting things we call good health, and full ability. Healing is hard work, I believe it epitomizes hope and thanks in action.
Although Thanksgiving has taken on many meanings as it evolved from the pilgrims and Indians sharing the harvest, the most stirring and endearing aspects of the holiday are about family, food, & tradition for me.
Although unable to be with all of my family this year, I found this poem that coveys how I feel about the holiday. I hope you enjoy it.
Getting the band back together
By Edgar Albert Guest
Gettin’ together to smile an’ rejoice,
An’ eatin’ an’ laughin’ with folks of your choice;
An’ kissin’ the girls an’ declarin’ that they
Are growin’ more beautiful day after day;
Chattin’ an’ braggin’ a bit with the men,
Buildin’ the old family circle again;
Livin’ the wholesome an’ old-fashioned cheer,
Just for awhile at the end of the year.
Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door
And under the old roof we gather once more
Just as we did when the youngsters were small;
Mother’s a little bit grayer, that’s all.
Father’s a little bit older, but still
Ready to romp an’ to laugh with a will.
Here we are back at the table again
Tellin’ our stories as women an’ men.
Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer;
Oh, but we’re grateful an’ glad to be there.
Home from the east land an’ home from the west,
Home with the folks that are dearest an’ best.
Out of the sham of the cities afar
We’ve come for a time to be just what we are.
Here we can talk of ourselves an’ be frank,
Forgettin’ position an’ station an’ rank.
Give me the end of the year an’ its fun
When most of the plannin’ an’ toilin’ is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin’ with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An’ I’ll put soul in my Thanksgivin’ prayers.
My Wish For You
May this holiday be filled with the blessings of family, friends, good health, and peace. Look for and celebrate the good and beauty in everything around you.
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