Giving Thanks

Earlier this week I listened to an audio clip from Harry Chapin relative to Thanksgiving food drives.  You know the ones.  Everyone in school brings cans of food, bags of rice, and oh yeah, remember the sacks of potatoes?  They weighed so much that the class that brought them always won.

Anyway, for one or two days a year, including Christmas, the poor and the homeless eat well.  Big deal.  I agree totally with Harry.  We should be worrying about the remaining 363 days of the year.  Let’s feed people then.  Let’s come up with a plan.  Let’s get to the bigger issue which is why the richest country in the world can not feed its poor.

So kids, we know you are well meaning.  Heck, so was I when I sent my hundred bucks to the Union Gospel Mission this year.  But maybe, just maybe, there is a bigger issue here.

Connection

We all remember our twenties, right?  But what about those people that made it happen for you?  I am not talking about bosses, or boyfriends, or family you are stuck with.  I am referring to those two or three people that made a difference in your life.  Then.

A few years ago I was thrilled to locate George Ure and re-connect.  Last month, I was even more thrilled to get together with him for a few hours over breakfast.  Yes, he is a wee bit nuts, but since that different drummer has always been my beat, I march right along and perhaps together we make granola.  Two or three important people from your past. How hard is it to connect?

So I’ll bet you are expecting a message and a moral. Well here it is.  Don’t be embarassed or ashamed to reconnect with friend after years of silence.  You tend to remember the goodtimes anyway. And the new times may be even better.