Happy Thanksgiving!

So much to be thankful for....

So thankful for the chance, once again this year, to be here to say THANKS.

Thank you God, for blessing our family this year, for preserving us, for your mercy and your grace.

Amen.

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The first Thanksgiving in our farmhouse, 1991, was a cold, dark blustery day. We had moved in only weeks before. But it was warm inside, and I steamed up the windows making a turkey dinner with all the trimmings. It was a good time, a special holiday in our "new" old house. As we were eating in the dining room, just outside the window, we watched snow start to fall.

It wasn't just a few flurries, it was huge, fluffy snowballs falling from the sky! They were coming fast and furious. It was beautiful and like being inside of your very own snow globe.

It wasn't long before the ground was covered, and when the dishes were all done and put away, it was soon time to pull out the snow pants and boots, and the kids and their dad and I all went outside and there was enough snow to build a nice snowman, the first of the season. Building the first snowman is always a fun-filled time and lots of laughing and leaves happy kids with very pink cheeks!

Soon the dryer is running with wet, matted snowy mittens and scarves and wet snow pants, and the wonderful smell of snow all around you. (Yes, snow does have a smell, it's a totally clean, fresh, snappy smell!)

The tea kettle whistles and soon those pink-cheeked kids are sipping hot cocoa with a marshmallow on top.

That Thanksgiving Day was almost magical to me, and I will always remember it. Having moved in just days before, I took it as a sign that we would have many happy days in this old house. Turns out that was true and for that, I am thankful.

And now, I can't help myself, I always find myself watching for another magical snow on Thanksgiving.