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Just yesterday we were ringing in the new year for 2022. And now, we are gazing forward into 2023. My mother always said that the years go faster as you grow older. As children, Christmas seemed light years away. Now, I start plotting where to put my Christmas decorations right after I take up the 75 small flags that adorn my yard and pool in July.
But while the turkeys and pumpkins are still decorating our homes, this becomes the perfect time to reflect on the year: and on life. It has been wonderful this year to see people's entire faces. I missed seeing the smiles.
It has been wonderful to mix and mingle in crowds. We are creatures that don't do well in isolation. We feed off the energy of others.
I have spent time wondering through small businesses and making purchases. 2020 taught us how vital these local businesses are to the life of a community. I am thankful to be able to support them.
I have the best clients. The companies with which I work are representative of the best of local broadcasters. I saw them work overtime to make sure that their clients survived and thrived during the last two years. P.S. If you'd like a "best" designation, give me a call. I'm always looking for great broadcasters to add to my "best" clients' list.
I am thankful for the celebrations that have occurred this year. I have made a pact with myself to celebrate all occasions: birthdays, anniversaries, holidays. I assemble a good party and thankfully have friends that love to cook and bring food to guarantee that no one will leave my gatherings hungry or with food poisoning.
I am thankful for all my friends. I have very few relatives so friends are vital to my psyche.
I am thankful for my long-suffering husband. He loads my car for me each Sunday and hugs me goodbye as I head off to my next adventure with clients. And, he is there to unload the car when I return. In the meantime, he keeps the home fires burning.
My holiday gatherings now are minus some people. These friends and relatives are now feasting at the pearly gates instead of at our table. Attendance is smaller, but their memories remain and are celebrated by those who knew them.
My Canadian friends celebrated their day of Thanksgiving in October. Now, it's our turn. Roast the turkey, pass the stuffing, top it off with gravy. We live in a land of plenty. It's a land of freedom. It's a land of opportunity. It is a land conceived by our forefathers "under God". Despite the efforts of some groups, I believe it remains "under God". I see him in action in the places I travel and the people I meet.
I wish you and your family and friends a very blessed Thanksgiving holiday.
Regards,
Pat
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