There is never really a question about what to write for Thanksgiving Week. Thanks is in the very name of the holiday. We pause to eat ridiculous amounts of food and to say thank you.
Gratitude matters. We know this. We know that we are more positive and more productive and have less anxiety when we focus on being grateful.
We know that gratitude calms us and centers us.
This year is no different. Gratitude is as important, maybe more important, than in any other year.
And I intend to be grateful this week.
I am grateful I get to enjoy a delicious meal. I don’t need to focus on the fact that it won’t be with all of the people who are normally here.
I am grateful for the work I get to do. It’s a blessing to serve students and schools. I don’t need to focus on the strangeness of this school year.
I am grateful for my friends and my family. Six feet does not change a single bit of the love we share. A mask does not hide the smile in our eyes, and a screen cannot hide the joy in our voices. I don’t need to focus on the mask or the screen. I need to focus on the people.
I’m grateful for vitamin D and cool breezes and orange and rust colored leaves.
I’m grateful for Airhead Extreme Bites and SweeTart Ropes.
I’m grateful for pumpkin pie blizzards.
It’s 2020. Everything is complicated. But maybe not as complicated as I keep making it.
This week there will be turkey and stuffing and King’s Hawaiian Rolls.
It won’t look like any other year, but I learned a long time ago that every day is a gift not granted to everyone. And I am grateful for all of them!
Gobble! Gobble!