The holiday Thanksgiving has some meaning to me that I never realized. Most use it to get together with family, watch football and eat. Our family has taken it further. Let me describe what I mean.
We have a large plot of land in SW Alabama and on that land is a house built in 1950. This house was on a winding, hilly dirt road at the time and well away from any town of substance. However, it was very well built. What is interesting is every year we have created a tradition of trying to meet up there for a family gathering – every year we do it. It is such a natural occurrence that everyone seems to be able to get away long enough to spend at least one night and we have a WONDERFUL time.
We call the place “Opine”. Not sure exactly where it came from, but it does exist. We all enjoy being up there and together and end up working our tail off to maintain it.
For us, Thanksgiving has a meaning that is not as visible as most. My family seems to gravitate to a place that has a special meaning to us and we do it unconsciously, it just happens. To us, Thanksgiving is a natural way to get together and share in what we have been given. For that, I am thankful. I just wish I was closer!
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