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A Bereaved Thanksgiving

It doesn’t seem to get any better – but it doesn’t seem to get any worse either.
For that, I am thankful.

There are no more pictures to be taken, but there are memories to be cherished. 
For that, I am thankful.

There is a missing chair at the table, but the circle of family gathers close. 
For that, I am thankful.

The turkey is smaller – but there is still stuffing. 
For that, I am thankful.

The days are shorter – but the nights are softer. 
For that, I am thankful.

The pain is still there – but it only lasts moments. 
For that I am thankful.

The calendar still turns – the holidays still appear – and they still cost too much – but I am still here.
For that I am thankful.

The room is still empty – the soul still aches – but the heart remembers.
For that, I am thankful.

The guests still come – the dishes pile up – but the dishwasher still works. 
For that, I am thankful.

The name is still missing – the words still unspoken – but the silence is shared.
For that, I am thankful.

The snow still falls – the sled still waits – and the spirit still wants to.
For that, I am thankful.

The stillness remains – but the sadness is smaller. 
For that, I am thankful.

The moment is gone – but the love is forever. 
For that, I am blessed: for that I am grateful. 

Love was once (and still is) – a part of my being. 
For that, I am thankful.

May your holidays be filled with reasons to be thankful. Having loved and having 
been loved is perhaps the most wondrous reason of all.