Every year around
now, I write a post about having a plan for holidays. This year, I’m not going to write about
strategy, like sitting far from the snacks or taking Jimmy and Susie to the
park, but rather about the bigger plan.
The Personal
Training Police may come take me away for saying this, but it is actually all
right to enjoy the feast on Thanksgiving.
When I enter my plea, I will point out that I said “enjoy.” The person who eats seven helpings of pie is,
if he or she pauses to swallow and reflect, probably not enjoying that seventh
helping. When we choose how much to eat
on Thanksgiving, we want to make sure we do get to taste Granny’s famous
potatoes, but that we don’t feel, later, that we ate an entire sack. We can savor the conversations (okay, maybe
not that one with Uncle Steve, who has a whole new political organization he’s
dying to tell about). We can look around
the table and be grateful that we are here, now.
Too much turkey
gets in the way of the real enjoyment of the feast. Choose to enjoy the right amount.
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