Time is a River of Gravy

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As I have mentioned perhaps a few dozen times, I. Love. Thanksgiving. (In fact, I was going to link back to all my posts where I waxed poetic about this most lovely of holidays, but I thought it’d be more fun to let you look for them in a scavenger hunt! First prize wins my respect and one of Emily’s infamous hand-turkeys.)

I am not sure exactly when this holiday leapt to the top of my favorite list (probably around the time Christmas stopped being about just getting presents and I had to start giving them too…), but nothing makes me happier than Thanksgiving. The food, the family and friends around, the all but required days of relaxation; it’s practically perfect.  But I think the thing I love most is Thanksgiving is that it signals the beginning of an end (I know that sounds ominous, but stick with me here).  Thanksgiving is basically the day at the top of a slippery slope to the New Year.  The next month or so will fly by and before you know it, we’ll land smack dab in the middle of January shaking our heads and wondering how the hell we got here.FullSizeRender (16)

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FullSizeRender (13)FullSizeRender (14)As someone who always seems to get swept up in the race to the bottom, who runs headfirst into the next exciting adventure rather than slowing down and just taking it all in, I appreciate Thanksgiving as a time to reflect, a reminder for you to look back on the 365 days you’ve just experienced.  Some were great and you celebrated, some were terrible and you survived, but without a doubt, you are not the same person you were at this time last year. Call me crazy, but I think that’s wonderful, and Thanksgiving is the perfect time to take stock and appreciate it (I mean you have to be doing something while you sit there too full to move or blink, why not that?). So whatever your Thanksgiving traditions, I invite you to add one more.  Just take a moment over the next few days, take a breath and be where you are.  Because no matter where that is, no matter whether it is good or bad, it is certain you will never be there again. Take that moment to be present, to be this you, because next year you may stand in that exact same spot at the exact same second, but you’ll be full of new ideas and plans and experiences and joys (and here’s hoping a good story or two). You only get right now, right now. And that, to me, is definitely worth being thankful for.

 

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