Every time I think I can retire this article, something happens or I get a telephone call that say's "go ahead,share it one more time." This time I received a telephone call from a friend I have known for more 30 years. She told me she and several friends will be spending time away during the week of Thanksgiving. She is over the top happy. These ladies will spend quality girlfriend time, they will reminisce about days gone by, talk about the future and celebrate their many years as friends. All of them are have retired or have second careers, the youngest one is in her fifties.
I am almost as excited about my friends' Thanksgiving getaway week as she is. I did not ask if there will be turkey on Thanksgiving day, I suspect turkey will only be mentioned if that is the name of a play at some theater in the area.
Thanksgiving is uniquely an American holiday, first celebrated in the early 1600's, it was later proclaimed a national holiday in the 1800's. Although not a religious holiday, there is no better time to give thanks for family, friends and abundance. This day has its own special rituals, some are personal or family unique. However some seem to be universal, like watching football and the Macy's parade in New York City. I am not a football fan, but I do enjoy watching the Macy's parade with its huge cartoon character floats.
As a youngster I looked forward to watching the old films, 'March of the Wooden Soldiers' with Laurel and Hardy, and 'Mighty Joe Young.' My favorite part of 'Mighty Joe Young' was (still is) when young Terry Moore grabbed the big apes hand and said, "Come on Joe" and walked him away, her head high, from the bad men. I watched King Kong also, but Moore and her ape captured my heart. These days I pop one of these classic films in the DVD player. Old black and white movies have been constants in my life just as celebrating Thanksgiving has been. I look forward to them. The movies give me balance and good memories, they also remind me that another year has passed. The years move quickly don't they? During 'March of the Wooden Solders' I still get a big smile when the wooden solder's march out to save the people of the town.
As you grow older, you understand that family does not have to be a blood relative. As a child I was surrounded by neighbors, who I now realize, were my extended family. All of the old men (where they really so old or just that in my young mind?) who sat in front of my dad's barbershop, lined up like birds on a wire, drinking sodas and coffee, and gossiping. There was Mr. Harry who knew me as a youngster and later asked my poor husband the same question time after time "Boy, are you taking good care of my girl?" I remember the woman next door used to give me sample tubes of Avon lipstick when I was about 8 years old. Of course, I was not allowed to wear lipstick but I felt incredibly special to have such precious grownup things. Later when I was in junior high school my mother's good friend bought a poodle skirt for me. I was thrilled, with six children my family could not spend extra money on what was obviously a nonessential item. Those of a certain age will know what a poodle skirt is (or was) and the importance of owning one.
Then there was Julian's mom (I only knew her as that) who allowed me to pay five cents for hard cover mystery novels from her secondhand store. My mother shared fresh cold lemonade and Kool-Aid with her. Many of the authors I discovered then remain favorites today.
Later in life, as an adult, I had a friend who held open house every Thanksgiving and Christmas for friends who had no plans for these holidays. At one point I was working part time as well as full time and could not make real holiday plans because I worked most holidays. Going to my girlfriend's house provided a wonderful oasis for me. No matter what time you arrived, you were always on time--never too late for the festivities. These are such treasured memories.
For those of us who have family by blood it is a time to put away ill feelings and share a moment of camaraderie. For others it is a time to appreciate your own unique and special extended family. It is my hope that you have chosen your special family well and wisely. Remember to surround yourself with those who make you feel good and with whom you can share love.
If you are at odds about what you will do on Thanksgiving, think about gathering a few friends together and celebrate your friendship.
As always, I wish you peace, love, many blessings and a lovely holiday.
Vannie
