While getting dressed this morning I reached into a drawer and it was…full of clean underwear. I was struck by the thought of how many folks in the world don’t have a drawer—or clean underwear—or, underwear at all for that matter.
This is Thanksgiving week in the United States. It’s the starting point of the REAL holiday season; a time for gluttony, football, for families getting together so people can argue and laugh and draw names for presents a month from now…it’s a time for more.
In fact, it’s a week of expectations. Lots of folks are expecting the ritual of Thanksgiving lunch or supper (in the South we don’t say dinner). We desire, even expect, to have the same things this year that we had last year. If I ask you to describe Thanksgiving you’ll usually give me the meal you had throughout your childhood, and if you/we don’t have those foods or activities you’ll feel mildly or deeply disappointed.
We expect Crazy/Drunk Uncle/Aunt Charlie/Charleen to get wasted by mealtime, make scene, eat a big meal (or miss it) and go to sleep in the recliner while watching the Detroit Lions game. In fact, for the people of Detroit, if the Lions didn’t play on Thanksgiving Day, as the team has for decades, they’d think it was a sign of the Apocalypse. Thanksgiving is one of those occasions that ground us; prove to us that everything in the world isn’t in a wild state of flux.
When Thanksgiving rolls around we all too often think in terms of expectations—what’s to come—rather than thankfulness, what we have.
So, this week I’m feeling thankful for good health, a good relationship, central heat/air conditioning, a work life that’s fun, a great brother, my mother’s journey over, a mind that stays on track most of the time…and clean underwear…and all that stuff is not, necessarily, in order of importance.
What are you thankful for this week?
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