Thanksgiving

26 Nov

On the eve of Thanksgiving, I’m reminded of my mantra…

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Living a purposeful life.

Thankful for blessings and thankful to be a blessing.  For we are not meant to only receive…or only to give… but to find balance between the two.

My twelve year old asked that I write about our experience today…and at first I was hesitant. Weighing heavy…I’m not sure that it is the right thing to do.  It’s not normally something I share…In fact, it makes  me quite uncomfortable to do so.

However, lots of topics on this blog make me uneasy…vulnerable, even….

-slips on the blind fold….I feel my feet bouncing on the board beneath me… I’m diving in…-

Admittedly, my life has been a bit disorganized and chaotic over the last few weeks. The lack of energy causing me to wait until the last minute to do our holiday food shopping.  By the time we crossed the threshold today, the store was packed and the aisles a bit bare. Sighing as we joined the crowd, our nerves take on the energy of those around us…It is maddening….

Our cart now full, I recant from memory the ingredients of the dishes I plan to cook tomorrow, ticking each one off as I scan my cart for accuracy…check..check…good…  Our cart picking up speed as we head to the register as if in a race.

Finding the shortest line, which on any other day would not be described as such, we wait…shifting my weight every three seconds…my hands on my hips…I’m a  bit impatient wondering why this conveyer belt is not moving and why the cashier appears to not be working.

I’m tired from a day of errands, from playing the referee  between two bickering ADHD-ers…one fully grown…to whom I happen to be married…and the other, well, twelve…

Moms around the world nod with understanding and sympathy…

At this point I just want my sweat pants and a hot cup of coffee.

TAKE.ME.HOME

Loading my groceries on the belt, I vaguely hear the lady in front of me.  She is having trouble with her new debit card. It worked at the gas station she says…she tries it again…and again. Maybe four times.  A mix of stress and embarrassment flush over her. She doesn’t have another form of payment. The line continuing to form behind her.

And I know

…I make a face in response. Twisted lips because I see the outcome before I’m ready to make the decision.

(Honest confession) I’m Torn…I’m not sure if I want to ….but I know I’m supposed to…..

I’m supposed to because I come from the belief that there are no REAL accidents, just missed opportunities.

So I slide my card to the cashier.

Done.

I didn’t have all the right words…didn’t do all the right things…It was a bit awkward for all…it wasn’t a planned moment.

Why? Because we are all in it together.  Because I know the panic that washes over you when you don’t have the money to pay… because blessings are meant to flow to you and through you….and I am blessed.

Shocked she wasn’t sure how to respond…She leaned in to hug me..clasping her hands to her face, then chest…..I mumbled quietly out the side of my mouth, “happy thanksgiving…and merry Christmas”….still not having a handle on  the events  transpiring before me.

I asked T, “Why would I…should I… tell this story?”

Proud to be a part of the day, he said,

“It was literally the meaning of thanksgiving.  You gave and she said thanks.  It was so awesome.”

From the eyes of a child it is just that simple.

A story to be told.

Take Chances. Give everything…. And have no regrets.

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5 Responses to “Thanksgiving”

  1. Dad November 27, 2014 at 10:32 am #

    Truly Thanksgiving! I’m so thankful that I can learn so much from my daughter and grandson. I’m looking forward to more “lessons”. Love you both.

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  2. Debbie Miranda November 28, 2014 at 4:16 pm #

    I read this and cried but I was not surprised because it’s the generous and giving person you are (although you don’t see it in yourself). So smart of your son to have you blog about it not to brag but to share what Thanksgiving should be about. It also made me feel guilty for all the resentment I felt in having to invite my estranged husband to”my” dinner table. In retrospect having read your blog made it easier for me to be nice to him and in the end making my daughter very happy. So many blessings to you my friend and I am sure many more will blessings will come your way.

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    • Chats A lot November 28, 2014 at 4:21 pm #

      Thank you! You touched my heart. Glad your Turkey day was good!

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  3. Shannon Ellis December 2, 2014 at 5:27 pm #

    One more example of why I’m so happy you’ve come into my life. You are truly a special woman…

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  4. Katie Jackson December 30, 2014 at 2:00 am #

    I love you, Hope. Happy Holidays 🙂 even though we never see eachother, I’m so grateful to still have you in my life. Social media is good for some things 🙂 you are amazingly one-of-a-kind and I love you 🙂

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