Sunday, November 19, 2017

Finding thanks

What a zoo at the grocery store today, shopping for Thanksgiving dinner.  I expected as much, the weekend before Thanksgiving. I considered waiting until tomorrow, when it would be less crowded. But on Mondays, everything is typically picked over and I was afraid of not getting everything I needed, as evidenced by the empty space where the turkey broth should have been. My other shortcut this year is to make the gravy the day before. Gravy stresses me out to no end.

When I made out my list at home, I noted at the top: Be Thankful. So, as I went through the aisles, cart swerving to miss other shoppers, this is what I came up with:

I'm thankful for parents who are trying to shop from their long lists while corralling kids, or juggling one on a hip. And grateful that I don't have to take kids with me to the grocery store anymore. I was never very good at that.

I'm thankful for the military families who had a table set up outside the store, handing out lists of items they need for care packages, and with Christmas cards ready to sign, that they will mail to the troops. It makes it so easy to support the troops this way, something that I love to do and usually put off until it is three days before Christmas, and too late to send a card. And I'm grateful that the veterans in my family all got home safe and sound.

I'm thankful that the whole reason for the hustle and bustle is so that we can all provide our families with delicious feasts and gather together for the day. It's easy to forget that this is something we get to do, and are able to do. Not everyone has that privilege.

I'm thankful for shoppers who keep their sense of humor, and for the young clerk who wanted to hear about how I make my dressing. And I'm grateful for pre-cubed bread -- yet another shortcut.

And I'm thankful for my husband (who I used to call DH on this blog, and for the longest time he thought it stood for 'damn husband' -- of course it's DEAR husband!). When I got home, we were unloading the groceries, and I announced that I'm not making sweet potatoes this year. "Are you disappointed?" I asked. "No, I'm not," he said. "But you will be, it's your favorite part of Thanksgiving."

And then he insisted he was going to make a pan just for me, with pecans and pineapple, and topped with perfectly toasted marshmallows toasted, the way I like it. 

Just kidding about that last part. But, how I do love that man. Coming home to him makes me most thankful.


4 comments:

Mereknits said...

You are very blessed Karen, Thank you for reminding us to be Thankful.

Mari said...

Aww - what a great post!

Cherdecor said...

That was a great Thanksgiving post. My husband does my shopping for me now that I cannot do much walking. He said that the stores today were packed. I must read your thankful post to him. Thanks for sharing.

Melinda said...

Great post!

Thanksgiving is a time to think of all the blessings each of us have.
We all have so many stressors in our lives that it tends to get lost
a lot of the time.

PS: I am thankful to have you for a friend!

Happy Thanksgiving!!

M : )