I ALMOST CRIED ON THANKSGIVING DAY

I almost cried on Thanksgiving Day, because I had to spend it alone. I thought of my kids being with my family, and my home was filled with void.
I almost cried on Thanksgiving Day, contemplating how I could be surrounded by family, but not one to physically touch; I’m a distant memory, I’m a ghost, I’m a gesture, I’m a hunch.
How dare you stand a few feet from me, you who I call family, eating and drinking and making merriment, while I wait for the patter of my little feet; the feet I birthed into this world; the one’s that you host so sweet; but, how could you possibly smile in their face, and not think or give regard to me. Home alone for hours all day awaiting their return, you call yourself my family, but you forget about me every year as if you don’t know my name. Is it like a memory loss, or a conscious disregard? Would it be so difficult to include me? Would it be stressful, would it be hard?
I almost cried on Thanksgiving Day, but then, I remembered why, we celebrate this day; it’s not about them, or you or I. Its to recognize how good God is, and how thankful we should be you see; the world may need this holiday, but I don’t because I thank HIM daily.

I almost cried on Thanksgiving Day………..but I DIDN’T!
Thank You Lord for One More Day.