This week we will celebrate Thanksgiving – one of our most cherished American holidays. Because I am a workaholic, sometimes I get so caught up in my work, that I forget to stop and smell the flowers, so to speak. Many times holidays come and go, and I barely pay attention enough to hang an ornament let alone send out cards or write an article about the holiday. It’s rather sad, almost depressing really. But, I have decided to turn over a new leaf on that front. You see, I had an exchange with an old friend recently, and his words resonated with me.
Just the other night, I had dinner at this once very close friend’s restaurant. He knew we were coming, so he was there to greet us when we walked in, he escorted us to our table, got us settled in, and all the while we were catching up. I hadn’t seen him in quite a while, and as everyone was getting seated at the table, he turned to me and asked, “How are you?”. He barely finished getting the question out when I launched into the state of the State, the failure of our Prop 1 campaign, the results of the election, the relief on the federal level, the clean up that Trump and crew were going to embark upon, his cabinet picks thus far, the upcoming Senate hearings and the likelihood of which pick getting approved and which might be rejected, the grave disappointment in how the red wave basked the nation but not a drop fell in New York, etc… As an immigrant from South America and the owner of a small business in New York, we share similar political views. So as I spoke, he smiled and was obviously nodding in accord. When I finished, he said I remind him of how whenever he and his wife would go out to dinner at a restaurant, he would constantly critique the experience – how he could make the dish he ordered taste better, or the decor on the walls would be more fashionable if they tried this or changed that… His wife would have to tell him to “stop working and just enjoy the evening!” He pointed to my chair at our table where everyone else was already seated, motioned me to sit, and he said, “Don’t work tonight. Just sit down and enjoy a good meal with family. Work will still be there in the morning.” And I did. Great advice, so I’m taking it one step further, and tonight I’ve decided to write an article, not about my latest battle in the fight for our rights and freedoms, but instead, to wish you all a blessed Thanksgiving! The freedom fighting will still be there in the morning, and I can write about it in next week’s Substack.
So here is my Thanksgiving holiday message. May it bring you comfort, joy, and encouragement…
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