Susan Shay here.
Five day to Thanksgiving. *Takes a long, slow breath.*
I’m not sure what it is about writers (maybe it’s just people in general) but I’ve noticed many writers in particular tend to procrastinate. Maybe it’s because we live between our ears so much. 🙂
We imagine getting ready for Thanksgiving. We think about what we’re going to cook, how we’ll set the table, the fall leaves we’ll scatter, how to make everything picture perfect, but when it comes down to it, we’re often scurrying to get things done.
Of course we have a reason, and a darn good one. We’re writing! Hey, we’re working hard to bring out the next Great American Novel. And since many of us also have a Day Job, we’re already short on time. Toss in a holiday, and bam! The schedule goes to pieces.
That’s my excuse anyway, and I’m sticking to it. 🙂
So, what something else are you thankful for this year? By that, I mean besides the requisite God, family and America. We’re all thankful for that–In my Small Town World, most of us are, anyway. 😉
I’m thankful I was born and raised during simpler days. When we got ready for Thanksgiving in school, we learned about the Pilgrims coming to America for religious freedom.
I’m thankful we colored pictures of the new immigrants in their funny hats with big aprons and shoes that had huge buckles on them, praying with half-dressed Indians over a table loaded with pumpkins, turkeys and corn.
That we made cornucopia filled with fruit, most of which the Pilgrims probably wouldn’t have recognized.
I’m thankful we had roller skates with four wheels and a key, bikes with baskets to carry our books to school in (but without gears), very few cars and even fewer TVs. No color.
I’m thankful for Grandparents who had time to tell their descendants great stories about when they were kids and had no skates, bikes or TVs.
Remember playing Old Maid? Teeter-totters? Monkey Bars? (I still have calluses I made walking the Monkey Bars.)
I’m thankful I played Hop Scotch, and I’m thankful our play grounds were made of dirt and we could jump around and have a great time.
I’m thankful God read my heart and knew when in the timeline of the world I would fit best. And that He put me there.
How about you? What something extra are you thankful for?