I glanced at the magazines on the rack, and there she was, Martha Stewart, promising the “Best Thanksgiving Ever.” She was offering a perfect piece of pie while smiling a perfect smile with perfect teeth, wearing a perfect dress with perfect hair, surrounded by a perfect kitchen with an open window that looked out on a perfect garden. Every wrinkle and excess pound had been photo-shopped away so that she looked decades younger than her actual age.
Unlike Martha, when we sit down to Thanksgiving dinner we show up with
wrinkles, warts and all. We look our age. The kitchen is a mess with spilled
flour on the cabinet and a sink full of dirty dishes. The food, of course, is
great because my wife is a great cook: baked turkey, mashed potatoes, giblet
gravy, her famous dressing passed down from her mother, green beans, fruit salad,
cranberry sauce. Best of all, the pecan pie my granddaughter helps bake using a
recipe passed down from my mother!
But it occurred to me, when I saw Martha Stewarts’s magazine, that Thanksgiving
isn’t about the food or the perfect picture. Real Thanksgiving is about the
heart. It is difficult for a heart that is not thankful every day to be truly
thankful on Thanksgiving Day.
Which brings up a concern about Thanksgiving. Our tradition of gathering around
bountiful tables with family and friends seems more like a brief interruption
to the more important business of shopping.
We can hardly push back from the table fast enough to hit the stores for
Black Friday door busters that start on Thursday.
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