Gratitude – Don’t need a holiday to say “Thank you!”

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving… but not where I am. Canadian Thanksgiving was in October. Still feels foreign to me.

It doesn’t help that my husband dislikes most of the Thanksgiving Day fare… from the stuffing to the mashed potatoes and gravy to the cranberry sauce. So, in October, we generally have his favorites (er, favourites) which include ham and roasted potatoes, green bean casserole and apple pie. For U.S. Thanksgiving we have mine, which include turkey and stuffing, potatoes and gravy, yams with those tiny marshmallows, cranberry sauce, my grandmothers strawberry “salad” and pumpkin pie.

Except we can’t have our special meal on the actual day, since Thursday is a work day around here.

This year, we’re planning an after-work visit to Swiss Chalet, which sounds way more romantic than it is. It’s not Swiss and it’s not a chalet. Go figure! What it is, is good rotisserie chicken… and at this time of year, they offer what’s called a “Festive Special” that includes the fixings I love. So, no turkey… but everything else, including pumpkin pie. Yum!

Can you tell I love holiday food? I could write a whole ‘nuther post about me and food. And all the self-help books, programs, tips, attempts, successes and failures I’ve had. A friend and I were talking the other day… musing that each of us had probably lost and gained 800 pounds over our lifetimes. But that’s a discussion for another day.

Thanksgiving is also — possibly foremost? (Ya think?) — a day to give thanks. To that end, since I have this forum, I’d like to do that.

I could make a huge list. From hearth and home to being loved by my husband, our cats (which is saying something!) and my family. I have lovely friends, healthy grown children and a grandson who makes me melt. I am able to work and get around, see the stunning world I inhabit and share it with you. I live in a free country… and though it isn’t my native land, I embrace it. I still love my country, no matter the leadership or turmoil. I grew up with my hand over my heart every morning in school, reciting the Pledge. I sang God Bless America and it gave me chills. I’ll be honest in saying the Canadian National Anthem does the same. I am not political. It’s about the people. It’s about humanity. It’s about being a part of a community.

Of course, we can be thankful every day. But it’s kind of nice to set aside days like this to make a special effort.

So today, I am grateful for all that my life includes…

Blessings, day after day.

And there’s always the turkey. Yum!