For those of you who don’t know… my husband is a pizza man. Running your own pizza place is no joke, and he’s one of the hardest workers I know. What I didn’t know before marrying him was that the day before Thanksgiving is the busiest pizza day of the year. The day after Thanksgiving is a close second. I guess folks don’t like leftovers as much as you’d think. Well, because of the nature of the business my husband takes off Thanksgiving Day, but that’s it. And as most of you know, one day will go by quickly.
When the weeks before Turkey Day drew near and we still had no solid plans or family get-together invites I threw my hubby the suggestion of making our very own Thanksgiving dinner as a family. Y’all, I’m forty years old and have never made a turkey! I’ve just never had to do so. I’ve always gone somewhere and eaten someone else’s turkey. Undaunted, though, I actually grew excited at the thought of preparing my own bird. And my husband too grew eager for the opportunity to mash potatoes with our girls.
For us, the day centered around being thankful, and what better way to celebrate that than by enjoying the ones who made you feel that way. The day started slowly over savored coffee, my husband’s arms hugging me from behind, and whispering into my ear, “enjoy today. Don’t feel stressed.”
It’s easy to feel that way most days, and sadly you can also feel that way on a day that reminds us to bask in gratitude. Well, no stress was had today!! No hustle, no bustle, no rushing about. No timetable, schedule, or stringent to-do list encumbered me. It was simply a great day preparing a wonderful meal with the people I hold dear.
This is probably the best Thanksgiving I’ve ever had. Today we took the time to be thankful, surrounding ourselves with the things we are most thankful for. Each other.