The clock showed the time as 5:11am. Searching my mind for the last thing I remembered before dozing off I calculated a decent five and a half hours sleep. Although I desired to go back to sleep my mind was wide awake with the early chores of the day already planned out. Even Gracie, the Golden, was still curled neatly on her bed when I slid on my fuzzy slippers and made my way out from the bedroom. The daily dose of thyroid booster ingested, the world of chores began to open up. As I collected wood, stoked the fire in the old stove, walked the dog, and put on some eggs to boil, I was suddenly struck by the recollection that the day was Thanksgiving. The morning had already been underpinned with my thoughts of thankfulness for family, for friends, for supply of needs, but most importantly, for relationship with the Creator. Although life has not been the “bowl of cherries” I may have desired as a child, neither has it been a disaster that I may have feared. Through the years, joy, sorrow, challenge, disappointment, pain, excitement, and peace (among others) has each been underpinned with gratitude for that relationship that sustains now and forever – the relationship with God. Although Thanksgiving is a designated day in the United States, thanksgiving is more than a holiday; it is a way of life

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