That Time of Year

It’s almost that day of the year that I always remember so fondly for the remaining 364. A house filled with the aroma of cooking, pies baking in the oven, the sounds of life and animated conversation punctuated by frequent laughter.

It seems these days that no traditional holiday can be celebrated without some group acting insulted. Well, I’ve never felt the need to apologize for being thankful.

This year I look forward to the traditional turkey and stuffing and other culinary delights preceding the mandatory nap in front of the TV.

I have much for which to be thankful and if you’re reading this or having it read to you, so do you.

To those deployed far from home, we’re thinking of you. We’ll throw an extra log on the fire for you. We’re waiting for you; we’ll see you when your duty is done.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.

~ Dempsey