As much as we would like for things to stay the same, they never do.
It does not matter whether it is holidays, families, or our own lives. Change happens.
Yet in spite of that Thanksgiving has been a rather enduring holidays with few changes.
When we lived in Canada in seventies and eighties, American Thanksgiving was one of the things I missed most.
There were a couple of years when we had friends come up and celebrate Thanksgiving with us, but still it was not quite the same.
I remember vivid images of driving across the Canadian border into Maine one Thanksgiving day when I had to have a shot of American Thanksgiving.
Maine had shut down, everyone was home with their family. Even the gas stations were closed.
While many stores still close for Thanksgiving, more and more are staying open with the thought of capturing the early bargain hunter.
It is hard to say where you draw the line, but I would draw it at Thanksgiving. I cannot imagine going out and listening to Best Buy noise, on what should be one of the more peaceful days of the year.
Thanksgiving is a time of family and friends, of turkey and dressing with all the trimmings.
As we sit down together as a family to enjoy a brief respite from the pressures of daily life, the memories of many past Thanksgivings with relatives long gone makes this time together even more precious.
Happy Thanksgiving.
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