Thanksgiving Day is more than a holiday; it’s a time to reflect on memories, embrace gratitude, and celebrate the family bonds that shape who we are.
It’s Thanksgiving Day here in the United States. A day when we come together to eat, laugh, and reflect. If you celebrate the day, Happy Thanksgiving to you. It’s a day we treasure for Kelly and me, spent surrounded by family. In these quiet moments of connection, my mind tends to drift—not just to the present but to the past, to the memories that shaped who I am. Thanksgiving Day, more than any other, feels like a bridge between then and now, a reminder of what we’ve been through and what we’ve built.
Growing up, Thanksgiving Day wasn’t just a feast; it was an event, a tradition, and sometimes a beautiful chaos. It was a time of long tables, mismatched chairs, and a house filled with turkey and pumpkin pie smells. As a kid, I didn’t grasp how much those moments meant, but now I see them for what they were: steady anchors in a life that often felt adrift.
Like I’ve shared before, fitting in wasn’t always easy for me as a kid. But not all memories are weighed down by struggle. There were moments of joy and simplicity that feel almost surreal in today’s world. My generation grew up playing in the street, shouting “car!” and moving aside just to dive back into a game of tag or kickball. We lived on the edge of analog and digital, experiencing the best of both. We were the first kids to hold Atari, Sega, and Nintendo controllers. Saturday mornings weren’t for sleeping in; they were for cartoons like Smurfs, G.I. Joe, and Fat Albert. Simpler times, maybe, but not without their own kind of magic.
We didn’t need 99 TV channels or streaming services to entertain us. A cassette recorder and a radio were all we had—and all we needed. We’d wait for hours to hear our favorite songs on the radio just to hit record at the perfect moment. There was no Spotify or playlists on demand, but it felt like winning the lottery when we finally got that song on tape.
And technology? It wasn’t seamless like today. It was clunky, frustrating, and often hilarious. Programming a VCR was a rite of passage, and if you missed your favorite show, you missed it. There were no DVRs, no on-demand viewing, just the raw thrill of catching something live. Our bicycles were our freedom, even when they lacked brakes or helmets. We drank from the garden hose, not bottled water, and somehow, we survived.
On Thanksgiving Day, those memories come flooding back. I can’t help but think about how much has changed and how much we’ve lost in our scramble for convenience and speed. Back then, life was slower, and maybe we didn’t realize it then, but that slower pace gave us time to connect, reflect, and just be.
Kelly and I will spend this Thanksgiving Day with our family, and I’ll carry those memories with me. I’ll remember the kid who didn’t always feel like he fit in, who learned resilience and found his footing through grit and determination. I’ll remember the laughter of cousins crammed around a table, the chaos of too many people in a small house, and the feeling of being part of something bigger than myself.
Thanksgiving Day isn’t just about turkey, football, or pumpkin pie. It’s about gratitude—not the performative kind but the real, raw acknowledgment of what we have and what we’ve been through. It’s about sitting down and asking yourself, What am I thankful for? For me, it’s the journey. The mistakes, lessons, and victories all add up to this moment. It’s about the people who’ve stood by me and the family I get to share this day with.
So, what are your memories of Thanksgiving Day? Not the surface-level stuff, but the ones that stick with you and make you who you are? Maybe it’s a funny story or a bittersweet one. Maybe it’s how your grandmother’s stuffing tasted or your dad’s laugh when the room was full. Maybe it’s something you miss or something you hold close. Whatever it is, take a moment to honor it today.
Thanksgiving Day reminds me of how far we’ve come—not just as individuals but as a society. We’ve traded garden hoses for bottled water, cassette tapes for streaming, and face-to-face connection for texts and likes. But progress isn’t always a straight line. Sometimes, it’s worth looking back to remember what really matters. It’s not the filtered photos or the curated playlists; it’s the unfiltered, messy moments that make life real.
Today, I challenge you to unplug, even just for a little while. Sit with your family, even if it’s chaotic. Share a story, even if it’s embarrassing. Eat too much, laugh too hard, and don’t worry about taking the perfect picture for Instagram. Just be there. Present. Honest. Thankful.
Thanksgiving Day isn’t about perfection. It’s about showing up, being real, and remembering that even in the chaos, there’s beauty. It’s about looking back, not with regret but with gratitude for everything—the good, the bad, and the ugly—that brought you to this moment. And it’s about looking forward, carrying those lessons with you as you keep moving forward.
So, Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours. May your day be filled with love, laughter, and the kind of memories that stick with you. May you take a moment to reflect on your own journey—the past, the present, and the future that’s still unwritten. Today is a day for gratitude, not just for what you have but for everything that’s made you who you are. That’s the true gift of Thanksgiving Day.
Stay disciplined. Stay resilient.
Jim Lunsford
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