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Day 329: Thanksgiving!

The tanksgiving!

I brought my trusty old laptop along this weekend with visions of crafting profound daily posts about my Thanksgiving thanksgiving, which I know was a totally adorable goal. I actually spent most of my weekend screen time shopping online and working on photo gifts for people and blogging didn't actually cross my mind more than once. I can't get the blogger app to work for anything except uploading my high quality photos, and so here I sit several days behind. Again.

We traveled for Thanksgiving, and Thursday actually went really well. We started the first leg of our journey by listening to a Jimmy Buffett concert on the aforementioned free XM trial. It was actually a fantastic way to start Thanksgiving.

Most of us are quick to proclaim gratitude for our family, friends, faith and for the things we need like food, clothing and shelter. And we should! But I don't know if I can say anything that hasn't been said about those things. When I think of my family, friends, and faith I realize that without them, I'm really not me. And so when I think of thanksgiving, I often think of smaller, less noticeable things.

The Jimmy Buffett music brought to mind several areas of gratitude that aren't exactly what I had expected to be grateful for on that day.

"One Particular Harbor" always reminds me of my favorite place, Lake Upsilon. I have countless wonderful memories there, and several specific ones came to mind as we drove down the highway listening. The people and experiences from those times formed me into who I am and are a treasured part of my life.

I still remember when I first heard "Margaritaville." I was in second or third grade and we'd taken a family trip to Phoenix during the winter. I was surprised to still have vivid memories of that trip, which I hadn't really thought of in years.

It's far too late for me to go into the specific memories which flooded my mind as I pondered Thanksgiving Day and listened to that Buffett concert. What I took away from that 90 minutes is a reminder of the up-and-down-and-sideways path my life has taken to get to this particular point. Of the people who have come in and gone out of my life, often with much mourning on my part. Yes, I do have a few regrets, but I wonder now if those things or events played out the way I did as a God-planned way to get me here.

Here's a slimmer, more fun me on the way to see a Buffett show in 2008. 

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