I was all ready to write a snarky, irreverent Thanksgiving post when I read this heartfelt reminder of what the holiday is all about by my friend Sara. Go read it. I’ll wait.
She’s right, you know. Life is short—and can be cut even shorter at any moment. I had my own health scare earlier this year. One that had me contemplating my own mortality—and later, thanking my lucky stars.
So instead of giving you all a dose of snark, I’ll remind you to put aside your cynicism, your old family quarrels and your holiday-induced anxiety.
Let your Great Aunt Bertha’s nasty backhanded compliments go in one ear and out the other.
Eat your grandma’s famously inedible green bean casserole.
Laugh at your Uncle Markie Mark’s ridiculously unfunny jokes.
Spend some time hanging with the littles at the kids’ table, and with the oldies next to the fireplace.
Eat turkey. Watch football. Give thanks for the time you get to spend with your loved ones—even if that time is brought to you by Skype.
It’s a cold, cruel world out there. Be grateful for the ones who help make it a warmer, happier place.
And know that I, for one, am grateful for each and every one of you.