Simple Gifts

Tis a gift to be simple, ’tis a gift to be free

‘Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be,

And when we find ourselves in the place just right,

‘Twill be in the valley of love and delight.

When true simplicity is gain’d,

To bow and to bend we shan’t be asham’d,

To turn, turn will be our delight,

Till by turning, turning we come ’round right.  

   – Joseph Brackett

We had a perfect Thanksgiving, all to ourselves.

My mind was busy and the world seemed to rage everywhere else, but inside it was nearly perfect.

It was a simple meal.  As we sipped cranberry ginger ale from our mis-matched glasses (each with a special story) and laughed about jello mixed with potatoes, I found myself saying “Thank you,” over and over, for one perfect day.

Of course there were little spats to settle and rolls that didn’t bake right.  But we were together with the people we were meant to be with, and we were safe.  What a simple, profound gift.  So many people don’t have that this year.

(Here are one or two or even three really easy ways to help.)

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