The china and the crystal have been washed and put away. Cloth napkins are washed and drying. The extra leaf has been taken out of the table. Another Thanksgiving has come and gone. But the warm, festive feeling still remains in the air. Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. I spend several days prior to the holiday cooking for our feast; and even though the day always slips by much too quickly, I enjoy it immensely. My sister, Molly, expressed it perfectly to me last night. She said, "I love Thanksgiving - always feels just right." I agree with her. It does always feel just right. I have so many memories of happy Thanksgivings, that each year just adds another one to he mix.
With Thanksgiving also comes the beginning of the Christmas season -- my favorite season of the year. And what a way to herald it in than by having a day for giving thanks. Because of all things that we can be thankful for, the birth of our Savior is the greatest of all.
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