Blessed Thanksgiving Day

To You and Yours

Ours was spontaneous, small, and after work hours. It’s not a holiday here. Some military friends asked to come to celebrate with us, which we hadn’t planned to do with most of the family gone. But it turned out well, with a lot of makeshift adaptations. Half the food was brought half way across the country - that which I prepared ahead, packed up, and brought this morning. Other food - the American part - was brought from Germany by the friends. The Turkey was picked up from the butcher this morning, to be stuffed and roasted with what we had on hand. We two ladies cooked, roasted, and baked in a kitchen that was foreign to both of us, only partially equipped, and was overflowing with the odds and ends brought to augment the process. Not all the odds and ends we needed….But, we did it! Even though we forgot or couldn’t find numbers of things. No cranberries - forgotten in the refrigerator in Germany. No scalloped corn - because no can opener. No ham - because, while it was there, it was overlooked. No problem; we had more than enough. No dinner rolls - because “let them eat stuffing.” No apple pie - no reason, except maybe time. But we had three pumpkin pies among us. So all was well. And we gave thanks, sang thanks, and feasted in thanks.

And I still don’t know where the new white candles went…..