America is the only country I know of that has a national holiday set aside for the purpose of giving thanks.  Starting in 1691, a day has been dedicated to food, family and friends gathering together.  The Plymouth colonists shared from the bounty of their harvest to celebrate with neighbors, a feast. 

I can relate to those early Settlers.  Sharing the offerings of my kitchen is an act of service and gratitude to those in my circle.  I enjoy the process of searching for the perfect menu design; shopping and preparing food with unique touches that are inspired.  I have my favorite recipes and spices that prove successful and yummy.

Thanksgiving has become one of my favorite times of year.  It gives us the whisper of shared time before the yell of the Christmas season.  I don’t like to rush though November.   The mad rush of Christmas comes soon enough and has it’s own set of traditions and purpose.   To me, Thanksgiving Day sets the table with gratitude and the acknowledgement of those we love.   

Over the years, people have come and passed who graced my table.  I have fond memory of the stories, laughter and joy we shared.  Who would know years could pass so quickly taking many I loved?  Their empty seats are now filled with friends I love as family.  And, really, that is the point of Thanksgiving: celebrating others. 

Making the effort to travel, cook, eat and share is a gift not to take lightly. 

So this year, notice the small things that mark your heart with a most precious gift; a day set aside to be together with the one’s that touch your life and love you.  Our days are numbered so don’t waste one, especially a Thanksgiving Day.

Take a moment and write a note to someone who has touched your life. Sending it is optional, but most appreciated, I’m sure. We never seem to take the opportunity to put into words the impact another person has on our life. Who are you Thankful for? Let them know, before its too late.

Blessings,

~ Janet