November 25th, 2009

It’s been a long tradition that when we have Thanksgiving at my parent’s house, we sit at the oak dining room table. We’ve had the table for about twenty years now and continue to take turns saying what we are thankful for.

For me, this is not my favorite part. I have consistently taken the easy way out and simply said “my family and this meal.” Okay, now almost everyone says that and as old as I am, I should be able to express myself a little more eloquently.

This is the first Thanksgiving in four or five years where we will all be home. So that’s one thing to be grateful for. I have a job in this tough economy and with budget cuts and the fear of layoffs in the future; I hope I keep it. Yes, I have my complaints about my job, but who doesn’t? Yet there are many things this job allows for tha I am no so sure I would find anywhere else. I have health and dental insurance, good holidays, work monday through friday and get the time when necessary to take care of family matters.

I have a family who is supportive though sometimes deservedly irritated of my goals fr the future. Who provide the kick in the pants when I sit on the fence for too long in my indescision of which way to go in life.

There really are many things to be thankful for; a roof over my head, food to eat, transportation, a patient child because I admit I am not always ont he ball with being a parent), good co-workers and wi-fi.

So now the day before Thanksgiving dinner, it is not the shopping for my part of the meal or the crowds in the stores, or finding time to prepare my salad and appetizers that causes me stress. It’s saying what I am thankful for without sounding cheesy, corny, greedy, giving away too much or ungrateful.