Yesterday I braved the grocery store for more Thanksgiving provisions and as I was pushing the buggy out to my car, a cheerful woman with her own buggy loaded ccalled out, "Well, we got one hard part done!"
"Yep, " I replied, "now for the cooking."
Her car was next to mine and after she returned her buggy to the corral, she came over and just started handing me the bags I was loading into my car. "Makes it a little easier with someone handing them to you," she said. And it did,
When we were done, I thanked her profusely and wished her a Happy Thanksgiving.
"Happy Thanksgiving to you too," she said, "And Merry Christmas. I'm not politically correct."
"Well, Merry Christmas to you!" I replied. "And a Happy Hannukah, and Kawanza, and everything else! "
I kinda felt like I'd been visited by the Spirit of Thanksgiving.