Leftovers; A Lovely Story; and Thoughts About the First Covid 19 Thanksgiving.

Leftovers



Thanksgiving leftovers for lunch today, and enough for tomorrow too.  It gets better every day (but not for ever!)


A lovely story

A former St. James's, Cambridge, MA parishioner is the single mother of an adopted son; who is now about eight or nine years old.

Although it was just the two of them, she set a lovely table with flowers and candles for their Thanksgiving Dinner, with a great feast to boot.  No eating off T.V. trays for them.


After dinner the young boy said "Mom, this was the best Thanksgiving ever". He meant every word.

What a wonderful response from a child to his Mom.

What a wonderful gift from a Mom to her son.  She has given him a lifelong memory of blessing.

"Putting on the Ritz" for a young son. WONDERFUL!



The First Covid 19 Thanksgiving.

I have heard from so very many Face Book friends that their 2020 Thanksgiving meals, perhaps with just two people (partners), even  sans their beloved children;  and certainly without a crowd of friends and family members were terrific.  

The pressure was gone.  No preparing too much food for too many people;  no wondering if Uncle Peter would get sozzled; or if  Aunt Tilly would complain without ceasing; no utter exhaustion at the end of the day.

2020 the year of the stripped down Thanksgiving. Which, with all the sadness that a family and friends gathering was not possible,  turned out to be pretty darn good!

SMALL IS BEAUTIFUL!  (E.F. Shumaker 1911-1977)



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