Thanksgiving (affectionately known as Turkey Day) is a very important holiday to me. Of course I like to gobble (get it?) that delicious grub down as much as anyone else. In actuality, however, that's not exactly what Thanksgiving means. All joking aside, Thanksgiving is knowing and realizing all the blessings God has given me, which is something that pretty much occurs on an everyday basis for me. I've got family and friends I love dearly, a roof over my head, clothes on my back, overall good health, and food to eat -- among COUNTLESS things! I am constantly reminded of the many people who are out in the cold with nowhere to go, nothing to eat, and are lonesome. There are people who are handicapped, sick, and have had tragedy upon tragedy -- yet some of them are still able to find true happiness. Now, I'm not saying I don't have occasional bouts of self-pity and blues because I do (we all do, sometimes). Nevertheless, I constantly see the things I have as compared to the things I don't have. So, if one has the important things in life -- hey, that's really what counts.
