It’s the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Carolyn and I made a trip to this great Whole Foods Store in the Roosevelt district of Seattle.
There were throngs, gobs and myriads of people in there already at 9:45 A.M.
Yet, in the traffic jam of grocery carts and shoppers, I saw, rather sensed Thanksgiving. People were hurrying and scurrying to find just the right ingredients for some yet-to-be-baked dish, all with the thought of giving to family, loved ones, friends, in the spirit of thankfulness.
I saw it in the smiles rather than the curses of hundreds of shoppers jammed into narrow aisles and being forced to allow others to take their time and stand a bit too long in front of that item they themselves were searching for.
I narrowly avoided three cart crashes, and each time was greeted with a smile, a “sorry” and a “Have a great Thanksgiving.”
Not one – not one discouraging word was uttered.
Not one – not one frown crept across the faces of any of the shoppers today.
Instead I saw smiles, grins as big as the sun, Thanksgiving greetings, happy kids, kind and gentle parents.
That, my friend is Thanksgiving.
I am thankful –
Thankful for peace
Thankful for love from above
Thankful for love here on earth
Thankful for good things that have come our way
this year in abundance
Thankful for guidance through the trials this year
Michael and Carolyn Biggs