Who knew when we all began blogging online that we would make friends here. The words “Social Networking” weren’t born yet, and most of us thought of blogging as writing in a diary or journaling.
Now we think of writing here as talking with friends. I think of each you who read this as being one of my friends, and I am so glad to know you all.
How truly rich my life is for having all of you in it. I look forward to reading more new writers this year and meeting more of you in person. Although I mourn those of us who aren’t here to share with us any more like Chuck, Delpha, and Marion B, without this medium every corner of my life would have been vastly smaller.
This holiday we will share the day down near the beach. We have been attending a potluck holiday meal at the Ocean Beach Club House for a few years. It’s a place many newly sober folks come to gather, and once a year they meet up for an extraordinary meal to share their gratitude. Last year we signed up to bring pies. Lots of other’s didn’t sign up but brought pies, and we had wall to wall pies.
This year I am making a favorite high fat, mayonnaise based coleslaw for the potluck. Later this morning, G and I are running to Mama’s Kitchen and buying a pie to help with their AIDS and cancer meal services. I know all of you are doing some small thing to share this holiday also.
Many of us have written some beautiful words for this holiday about gratitude, but I fall back on Ronni Bennett’s Elder Thanksgiving entry and the comments below the entry to say it all.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all.