Thanksgiving week.
I think back to all of the big family gatherings we had while I was growing up.
All of the traditions - food, family, fun.
It's a nostalgic feeling. A warm feeling.
The arrival of Thanksgiving always somehow feels like the gateway to the holiday season, but it still gives me permission to slow down - just a bit. A Calm before the holiday storm.
My own feelings of the origins of Thanksgiving, as they came to light - the real story - (Time magazine article HERE.) and the things I think about during Thanksgiving have changed. A bit.
That myth of a community of pilgrims and natives dining happily together? Nope. And this is a hard thing as the Hubster's 9th great grandfather is William Bradford. Yes, THE William Bradford of Mayflower fame. My sons are 10th great grandsons.
The focus of being grateful (The THANKS part) is still here. It's a day of gratitude, of family, food, movie binging with perhaps some hand quilting in progress, and pie.
But I think it is also important to focus on the second part of the word. The GIVING part.
We can't change what happened 400 years ago. We can only change what we do today and forward.