11/28/2025
Thanksgiving feels different as life goes on.
Not worse.
Not sad.
Just… different.
When we’re young, it’s all about the noise —
the crowded kitchen, the misplaced gravy ladle,
the kids running through the house like tiny tornadoes,
the timer going off at the wrong moment.
But as the years keep turning,
Thanksgiving becomes something quieter.
Something deeper.
Something softer around the edges.
It becomes the way your mother still smooths the tablecloth
even if she doesn’t host anymore.
The way your father pulls out the same old joke
just to see everyone roll their eyes and smile.
The way your grandparents sit a little closer,
listen a little longer,
and watch the room like they’re memorizing it.
It becomes noticing:
Who’s missing.
Who’s grown.
Who’s changed.
Who’s trying their best.
Who needs a little extra kindness this year.
It becomes realizing how fast the seats around the table rotate —
kids become adults,
adults become caregivers,
and parents become people you cherish in a suddenly fragile way.
And somewhere between the laughter and the casseroles,
you start to understand something simple and true:
The greatest blessing isn’t what’s on the table…
it’s who’s around it.
So this Thanksgiving, don’t wait for a perfect moment.
Make one.
Take the picture.
Give the hug.
Call the person you’ve been meaning to call.
Invite someone who might be eating alone.
Say thank you a little louder.
Love a little deeper.
Because years from now,
you won’t remember the dishes or the decorations —
you’ll remember the warmth, the presence,
and the way ordinary moments turned into priceless memories.
Happy Thanksgiving.
May your home be full,
your heart even fuller,
and your table blessed with people who feel like home.
