In past years I have sought it, and even though my heart has been thankful, I have come up empty handed. So much so, that last year I came to the conclusion that the feeling of Thanksgiving, for me, is in the day. In the parade and in the gathering. But this year... oh, this year I am overflowing with the spirit of Thanksgiving, and have been all week.
Perhaps it comes in the preparation. The knowing that my table will be full and our home overflowing. Perhaps it comes in the creating. The planning and the special touches that say I love you without the words. Or maybe... maybe it comes in the stillness. The knowing that the whole week is ours, and there is hardly a place we have to be.
Whatever the reason, I'm already full.
Full of the anticipation.
Full of love.
Full... far ahead of Thursday and turkey.