Giving Thanks in Times of Difficulty

Talk of Thanksgiving, food, and family swirls around me. My daughters are coming home, a meal is planned, and we’re looking forward to each other’s company. None of us knows what really to expect, however. Two weeks ago we were led to believe that my mother would no longer be with us by Thanksgiving. We all gathered and said our goodbyes. Today we try to figure out a way to include my mother and her caregiver in our celebration without over-taxing their energy. I’m acutely aware that I can look at this challenge as either burden or gift. I can complain about the inconvenience or be grateful for the extra time my mother’s been given. How much I enjoy the holiday is directly related to choices I make even though I have no control over circumstances which lead to the choices.

My sister-in-law tells me the holiday is not about the food being perfect, a favorite team winning, or getting ahead with the holidays. Her parents used to be sure there was an extra chair and place setting lovingly set in memory of those unable to be present, for those who may be lonely or less fortunate than they, and/or also for anyone who may just happen to drop by unexpectedly. I had never heard of this tradition, but this year I think I’ll set that extra place, put that extra chair at the table, and be thankful for all that I’m blessed with. Some people will be missing, but we’ll remember them and give thanks for the time we had together.

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