No Generation Gaps

The day was spent with family. All sorts of family from many locations, all drawn together by this need, this desire to be together. Some of the family members knew each other enormously well, and fit together like gloves. Others were newer to this familiarity, and took small steps forward in the knowing. It was all immensely satisfying.

Anyone who has partaken of a feast such as we had yesterday will know that one does not easily get all this food to the table at the same moment. Certainly, it takes coordination, planning, and delegating to make this happen. And it did happen, yesterday. Beautifully! At just the right moment, the grandmothers were asked to orchestrate the making of gravy; and knowing the value of gravy, those grandmothers went at it proudly. The result was stunning!

And I cannot leave out the quintessential element that made this Thanksgiving meal so successful for the gentlemen who came. Our host has a magnificent Man Cave, complete with huge recliners, remotes, flat screen TV (very large), football games, drinks at hand, snacks, and women who came in frequently to see if they needed anything else. Really, how could they need anything else?! I ask you.

There were no generation gaps yesterday. Young, old, and in between did not shrink from holding hands to give Thanks, together. Everyone was accepted, and all laughed a great deal.

The astonishing truth about yesterday is that it happened in millions of homes, all across this land of promise. People everywhere made the effort to travel the miles, bake the pies, carve the turkeys, and serve it all up - together.

It isn't over. No, not yet.

See you along the way!
the SconeLady