I love tomorrow’s holiday, a great tradition born on a chilly November night, exactly 400 years ago.
Dreamed into being in 1621 by a tough people after endless struggle through long periods of great hardship, tremendous hardship, more than we could ever imagine.
They sat down together as community, and enjoyed a moment of peace, for the simplest of purposes: to be grateful. Together.
Their hardships were not over. Far from over. This moment was no more than “a time out.”
It was a, “Let’s stop what we’re doing and create a night of goodness.”
It was also a perspective shift: “Let’s step back and admire what we’ve created amidst the swirling winds of adversity.”