Happy Thanksgiving


With anoth­er Thanks­giv­ing upon us, I was recent­ly remind­ed of one of our more mem­o­rable Thanks­giv­ings. Some­times the hol­i­days play out like a Nor­man Rock­well paint­ing. The turkey is per­fect­ly gold­en brown and the trim­mings are load­ed on the table.  But oth­er times it is a series of unex­pect­ed mini dis­as­ters. What we have to keep in mind is that it is often when things don’t go as planned that we cre­ate the best mem­o­ries!

About 5 years ago we lived in a house that was a fix­er upper. The kitchen was torn up so bad that half of the kitchen was gone. Just emp­ty space with no cab­i­nets or coun­ter tops.  So I decid­ed I could still pull off the mas­sive Thanks­giv­ing spread I just need­ed to be cre­ative. So this year I got up ear­ly on Thanks­giv­ing morn­ing and put the turkey in the portable elec­tric roast­ing oven. Car­ry­ing the roast­er oven into anoth­er room where I had set up a fold­ing table, I plugged it in to cook for the 5 hours nec­es­sary. Then I got out my two crock­pots and filled them with good­ies and plugged them in beside the roast­er.

I was feel­ing pret­ty smart and accom­plished and set to work whip­ping up the rest of the fix­ings to accom­pa­ny the turkey. I was busy for hours cre­at­ing every­thing a per­son could want for the prop­er Thanks­giv­ing din­ner. All is well in my world! I chased off all of my starv­ing herd of chil­dren with the promise of a feast in no time at all!

Then when I felt it was about time for the turkey to be done and every­thing else was ready and wait­ing on that lus­cious bird I lift­ed the lid on the roast­er. To my hor­ror, I dis­cov­ered that the vari­ety of portable cook­ing units I had plugged in had flipped a fuse and the entire room was with­out pow­er; includ­ing my eager­ly antic­i­pat­ed turkey!

By now every­one in the house is hun­gry, all the oth­er food is wait­ing to be eat­en and the table is a beau­ti­ful exam­ple of per­fec­tion. But the turkey was still bleed­ing!

I cried. The kids laughed. My hus­band turned the pow­er back on and dis­trib­ut­ed the pow­er usage to dif­fer­ent parts of the house. The turkey was now cook­ing again but it would be hours before it was done.

The per­fec­tion I had worked all day to achieve was ruined, or so I thought. A table full of tasty food and a raw turkey. We ate thanks­giv­ing din­ner that year in stages. After I over­came the dis­ap­point­ment, we laughed togeth­er. We ate turkey for left­overs instead of the meal and it was ok. It was one of the most mem­o­rable Thanks­giv­ings we’ve had.

My whole point is sim­ply that it is often that we have grand plans for grand things but things don’t always work out the way we imag­ined. Some­times things go hor­ri­bly wrong. Those are the times when it’s impor­tant to remem­ber that when things go wrong it is an oppor­tu­ni­ty to bond with your fam­i­ly. The most bond­ing and rela­tion­ship build­ing hap­pens when things don’t go exact­ly as planned. Learn to laugh and be thank­ful in those times and embrace the rela­tion­ships you are form­ing with each and every raw, bleed­ing turkey!

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