When I was a kid, seeing the Indian Corn on the door meant the Thanksgiving holiday was imminent. It still means the same thing to me today.
The turkey is brining in the fridge and the pumpkin pie is all set. Just a few more preparations to go for our holiday feast tomorrow. I can’t wait!
Chances are, we’ll eat too much and fall asleep on the sofa, but we’ll also remember how fortunate and thankful we are, for the roof over our heads, the clothes on our back, the people in our lives and the love in our hearts.
This will surely be a happy Thanksgiving!