“The soul that gives thanks can find comfort in everything; the soul that complains can find comfort in nothing.”
― Hannah Whitall Smith
I am a little late with my Thanksgiving wishes to you, but I was too busy being thankful for so many little things to notice. We were fortunate enough to be invited to a wedding in Niagara on the lake. So I was too busy soaking the experience in, and it turned out to be the perfect way to acknowledge all that I am thankful for.
As I sat with friends that I miss dearly, but with whom it only takes a moment to start right were we left off the last time we were together, I got the full meaning of being thankful. As we laughed from the bottom of our toes, I looked up to see the groom looking over at us with a huge smile on his face. I smiled in return, between the laughter that I couldn’t stop and gave him thumbs up. He was a young man who I had watched grow from a young boy, and our families shared many a memory, and much laughter.
I got up to go to the washroom, and the groom caught up with me and embraced me in a hug. He said you ladies are making me so very happy. You are bringing back a flood of memories from my childhood of Mom and yourselves laughing and having fun. He was right, I felt happy as I thought about how we had provided our kids and ourselves so many fun memories. And stories, this is what we were laughing about. Our endless supply of stories that made you laugh until your face hurt.
We spent time going to see the Niagara Falls, and reveled in the beauty of it. Then we wandered around Niagara on the Lake, and I was in awe at the fall colors and the beautiful quaint little place that it was. I too was grateful for this experience, and the ability to share it with friends.
And then the big day came, and as we celebrated this beautiful day with special friends and watched this young man start his life, I felt truly grateful to be included. And as luck would have it, a candle tipped on the table and the water and wax came and deposited itself beautifully on my dress. I stopped for a moment and decided that I could sit in my chair all evening and be sad about the spilt milk (so to speak) or dance the night away in my fancy dress with wax sprayed all over it, and chose to add to the pile of memories by dancing with the wax spills.
Thanksgiving has always been one of my favorite days, and although I missed sharing it with my children this year, I knew that they were creating their own special thanksgiving and thinking of us too. I have always loved looking around the thanksgiving table and just feeling love and thankfulness for the special people in my life.
And as I wrapped up the weekend, although I had loved seeing the Niagara Falls and the adventures we had. What mattered most was that we had created another memory for ourselves and our children. And I thought what a wonderful world it would be if we approached each and every day as though it was thanksgiving.
Happy Belated Thanksgiving