Christmas has to be the weirdest holiday there is when it comes to gifts, songs, music, decorations, traditions, clothing, food and more. I think I first discovered this when my grandmother introduced me to fruit cake back in the 1960s.
When we are young our questions flew out of our mouth very fast. Some were small, “Why?”, and some complex, “How does God talk to everyone on the same day, in different languages, and at the same time?”
No, I don't have H1N1 – a type of influenza – if that's what you're thinking from the headline. I was missing from work Thursday through Sunday, but that was because I need to use up my vacation days for the year.
In the past two weeks, I’ve had the pleasure of bumping into grandmas who spend a great deal of time researching online topics of interest and helping others resolve issues to clear up misconstrued assumptions or improve brain memory.
Every year since the pilgrim arrivals in Massachusetts, our culture developed the custom of celebrating the year’s harvest on a day titled Thanksgiving beginning in 1621. Today we see this harvesting celebration in a reunion of family, friends, and neighbors.