In honor of NaNoWriMo, we’re blogging about what we’re trying to get done by the end of the month.
My date here at YAOTL is the 27th. And when I looked at the November calendar, I realized that’s the day before Thanksgiving (in the US), and very few people will probably read this. The day before Thanksgiving is one of the heaviest travel days of the year, and those who aren’t on the road will probably be preparing feasts, cleaning house, welcoming family.
For those of us who are here, I invite you to take a breath. A nice, slow, deep one.
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. I love its emphasis on gratitude, and its simplicity. We just gather, make a special meal, and count our blessings. Some people even forgo the big meal in favor of serving others, as in a soup kitchen. There isn't as much pressure to decorate, to buy things, to dress up any particular way.
Before I married, I developed the habit of going for a long walk on Thanksgiving, making myself a nice meal, and relaxing. I lived far from family, but I knew I would see them just a few weeks later, at Christmastime. Thanksgiving was a day of peace and quiet and blissful solitude—and even now, I usually make time for a walk on that day.
For me, Thanksgiving is one day in the year for not rushing or scrambling. There are plenty of days on which we get things done. We need a few days to just be.