This year has been especially hard for many of us here in the United States. From a pandemic brought on by Chinese carelessness, to the loss of loved ones around the globe, loss of businesses, loss of income, riots in the streets, uncertainty about the future and an obvious stolen election (which tops it all, because this is NOT the America we want to love!), 2020 has forever gained the title of "The year of no Toilet Paper".
But still, we have so much to be thankful for!
And no closure, no attempt to deny God His rightful place in all this, no amount of hatred against those who want nothing more than to love the traditions set forth by the founding fathers will stop our resolve to put aside our differences and be able to come together as family and friends, and fellow countrymen and women to say we are Thankful.
Here in my own home things have been rough this year. From dealing with pandemic rules, to debates with my housemates (who are on the opposite side of the political spectrum with their support), to rising food costs, meaning less food in the household (where one depends on a fixed Social Security income, another is unable to work and does not have the education or know-how to use technology in order to help himself get the necessary papers filed to have his own Social Security benefits started, and only one works in the household, but is barely able to pay the bills at this point), to dealing with job loss and finding suitable income just in time not to go under (Thank God Almighty!), we still have a LOT to be thankful for.
So, I spent the last of my money that was in the bank today -- determined that we were going to celebrate Thanksgiving somehow.
I bought some rotissouri chicken, some Welch's Sparkling Rose Soda, a big can of baked beans and a tub of potato salad, a loaf of bread, some cream for coffee and sugar for tea, and a couple of packages of Reese's Cups for dessert. It was all I could afford -- but it filled all three of us up.
We were thankful. We still have our health amidst the pandemic. We still talk to each other and show support where necessary in order to get through each day. We may argue political viewpoints, even yell at each other at times before stomping to our rooms, but at the end of the day we make sure we are all fed, warm and safe from the evil of the world outside the door to our home, no matter how much it may be falling apart. We have a God who is bigger than all of our fears, who will provide as our needs arise. And, here in America, there is still opportunity for growth (for the time being), so finding work has not proven too big of a challenge for me.
We have a LOT to be thankful for.
So, I was determined to have Thanksgiving. And, the guys REALLY appreciated it. I saw their depressed spirits visibly take form and rise with-in them as they smiled, and we ate, drank and were thankful together for this day and each other.
It was a welcomed atmosphere, and well worth the cost.
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you. May yours be at least as blessed as ours!