It’s such a fleeting time, autumn.

The trees are bare now, as they wait for their next coat of ice and snow.

Halloween pumpkins and scarecrows are history.

Now we await my favorite holiday, Thanksgiving.

Wait a minute.

There is no sign of Thanksgiving anywhere.

I can’t even find a turkey in the dollar store.

Seems like we go from witches and goblins to that crazy elf on the shelf.

The forgotten holiday?

That doesn’t seem likely.

I prefer to think of it as the least commercial holiday of the year.

The holiday for families and friends to get together and share a meal.

It’s a quiet holiday.

No blinking lights and flying reindeer, just a day to gather and give thanks for the blessings in our lives.

Growing up, a turkey and stuffing and cranberry sauce were considered a special treat, and we waited anxiously as Dad carved the bird and Mom served the sweet potatoes.

So many happy memories.

No wonder it is my favorite holiday.




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