My husband and I have cooked Thanksgiving dinner together every year for the past decade. It’s one of our favorite traditions- and sharing it with friends is something we look forward to all year.
At the moment there are exactly five cooking utensils in my kitchen drawers, and one baking tray. So today for the first time in a long time, we didn’t cook our own Thanksgiving meal. We were privileged to spend it with a family from church who had gathered- four generations, travelling from five different states- for their annual tradition. It was a beautiful way to spend the day.
I found myself distinctly homesick for the families and friends that we have shared this day with in the past- and at the same time, tremendously blessed to have found a warm welcome in our new community. For friends, past and present, we are thankful today.