Thursday, November 28, 2013

It's a Matter of Perspective

Today is a national holiday.  It's 7 am, and everyone, but the cat and me, is asleep.  I'm not up to cook or fold napkins into clever, fabric turkeys... I'm fighting chronic pain and insomnia, as usual.

I've never been one of those people who enjoys coordinating elaborate family events (such as Thanksgiving Dinner).  I did it once and hated the entire operation.  Don't get me wrong -- I LOVE gathering with a smallish group (5 to 20 people) for a day of casual togetherness and lots of tasty food.  I value these relationships beyond measure, as I have come to appreciate each and every person as a unique individual, who brings something special to my life that no other person possesses or can share.  Being the talented and esteemed coordinator, however, holds absolutely NO interest for me... I would rather be one of the appreciative and awed audience

This year, I'll spend the day with my husband and son, my mother and stepfather, and one of my brothers.  That's it.  Six of us.  My daughter and grandson live on the southeast side of the country - they're spending today with her father and his family.  My father and stepmother, and my other brother and his family equally far way, but in a different direction.  In an ideal world, everyone would be close enough to hug today... I have, however, come to accept that things change, families expand, and I have no control over much of the universe.  I wish my absent loved ones were nearer... I am content that they are in my heart today and every day.

I'm not a person who fits within the dogma or practices of a particular religion or ethic group.  I'm your garden-variety American of German, English, Swedish, and Irish descent (or that's what I've discovered so far, at least), and can trace my family's history on this continent to a time before the original Thanksgiving.  I have pale skin with freckles, olive green eyes and used to be a brunette with lots of  fiery highlights.  I've been married nearly 20 years (second time's a charm!), I am the mother of two, and Oma of one.  I work a full-time job, and I pay taxes to support my community.  I'm not wealthy (by any stretch of the imagination), but I have a roof over my head, food in my belly, and love in my heart.

Thanksgiving is a rather contentious holiday, due to the political climate and differing perspectives about it's origins and societal  implications.  For me personally, today isn't about politics, or religion, or race.  Today is about savoring and appreciating the companionship of the people I am fortunate enough to have near by, and reflecting upon and being grateful for unconditional love of the ones who are elsewhere... in both space and time.  That's it.  It all boils down to people -- biological and chosen family, and precious friends who are the brothers and sisters of my heart.  I am deeply and profoundly filled with gratitude for each and every one of them.