When it comes to holidays it seems that I'm always wanting everything to be a little more perfect... the house can never be clean enough, the ambiance and decor can always be amped up a bit more and why aren't we dressed and styled ready for a magazine editorial already? This year, with my herniated disk Thanksgiving has really been downgraded and that desire for "more" becomes an even bigger struggle. Last night as I was sour-pussing about I looked at the basket full of gratitude leaves we had left over--which was quite a lot-- and I decided that I would fill out each and every last leaf as an exercise in gratitude. When B looked through them this morning he laughed that the first two he saw were "Graeters Ice Cream" and "big chunks of chocolate." But hey, grateful is grateful.
And so this morning I set our table as beautifully as possible, with the centerpiece I made from my Shoppeclass last week (so glad it stayed fresh!) and willed myself not only to be grateful for all that we do have, but to let go of the other things out of my control right now. So this year it's store bought sides, pies and rolls. We are managing a turkey and 2 homemade dishes, but that's it. The house is a mess and honestly I don't remember the last time we didn't celebrate Thanksgiving with either friends or family... in fact this may be a first in our 9 year marriage that it's just our little clan.
But it's a good day.
And even if I have to go mining for gratitude in a carton of ice cream, I can always find it.