thank you

Thanksgiving was...

And it was the pictures we didn't take...of the healing that happens when we let go of anger and resentment, of family and friends old and new gathered around the table, of enjoying a free afternoon at the zoo, of the duct tape to keep on Brianna's shoe and of driving through the hushed streets - the anticipation of shopping-to-be thick in the air.

Thanksgiving was.

Then autumn turned its leaf to welcome snow on Friday. Just a dusting. Just enough to prepare us for the great Thanksgiving to-be: the Word made flesh, dwelling among us. (But I'll keep up the Thanksgiving decorations just a wee bit longer...since I delayed putting them up until this past Wednesday.)

And today I planted hope here:

Tulips, hyacinths and snowdrops, buried in their brown earth tomb, awaiting their day of resurrection. Just about the time we celebrate His.