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Giving Thanks

on November 28, 2013

It’s early afternoon on Thanksgiving Day. A cold spell arrived in the Keys yesterday. Now, this is all relative because what’s cold to us isn’t to most of the country, but it’s chilly enough that I’m about to either put on socks or slippers.

I’m spending this holiday exactly as I choose. About a month ago I looked into getting a flight to Atlanta where one of my nephews was suddenly transferred but I couldn’t find one that wouldn’t cost me an arm, leg, and a few other needed body parts. Several friends invited me to join them for dinner today. I graciously declined, at least I hope they thought I was gracious. It isn’t that I don’t appreciate it and I’m not a hermit, by any means. It’s just that for last year and this one, I didn’t have the urge to be part of a feast. I know, I know, it’s all about being with friends and/or family. I love my friends and enjoy spending time with them but I see them all of the time and this particular holiday really does focus so much on food and feasting. I wanted to focus on relaxing, enjoying some me-time, and not get caught up in a food frenzy.

That doesn’t mean that I won’t eat. I bought some turkey tenderloins that are brining as we speak. At least, that’s what I believe they’re doing. I plunked them in a pan full of water and added different seasonings a few hours ago. I’ve never actually brined anything before but it seems like a simple concept. I have some crisp green beans to cook later and a little bit of stuffing to which I’ll add some chestnuts that I roasted earlier today. I’m sure that everything will be delicious when I cook it in a few hours.

I thought I’d sleep in this morning, but my body’s grown accustomed to waking up around 6. I stretched it to 7 and then rolled out, dressed and took the dogs for a mile and a half walk. I came home and puttered around the house for a few hours and then called up a friend to see if she wanted to join me on another walk. She lives near the closest beach so I loaded Nat and Pyxi into the car and met her at her house. It was a nice stroll down to the beach, around the little park and then back to her house. My dogs probably wonder what they did to deserve the extra exercise. They’re napping now. Little do they know they’re going out again later this afternoon. It’s my holiday and if taking walks is how I want to spend it, then that’s how it’s going to be. 🙂

Today, on the day of giving thanks, I am grateful for so many different things. My friends and family for the love we share. My job that fulfills, challenges, and energizes me. All of you in the Weighty Matters blog community who offer support, encouragement, and so often come here and share of yourselves too. I give thanks for the health and fitness that enable me to enjoy all of the other great things.

Today I am also grateful for the clarity of mind and calmness of spirit that hold me in a good, steady balance. I am so blessed.

Wishing you and yours a lovely Thanksgiving.

3 responses to “Giving Thanks

  1. Hope says:

    Happy belated Thanksgiving!

  2. Skye says:

    What Cathy said!

    I have spent many a Thanksgiving alone and in general have not minded it. It can be a great day to be quiet and relaxed. I do miss spending it with Mom and Gram. I enjoyed spending it last year with my friend Sierra and her family in Dallas, and I enjoyed spending it today with some more of my family-of-choice. While I often moan and groan about what I don’t have, I don’t give enough credit to what I do have.

    I’m also very glad to be part of your blog community, Mary. You continue to inspire me and make me think. That’s wonderful.

  3. Cathy M says:

    I’m glad you’re spending your holiday exactly as you want. Having that choice is truly a blessing. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your sweet puppies.

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