Less than a year after we were married.
So I do like Thanksgiving.
And now to the First Thanksgiving.
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Less than a year after we were married.
So I do like Thanksgiving.
And now to the First Thanksgiving.
It has been raining and raining. Not that I mind or complain, after the draught this rain is a blessing, it's just that a homemaker really needs some days of sun, or at least, that it doesn't rain so she may dry some clothes in the wind.
Anyway, it has been quite a real Autumn with all this rain, wind, fog and it has been rather cold, at least as cold as it can be in this corner of Europe.
The days go by and I give thanks to Our Lord every day for all those blessings He gives to us. Even in the more difficult days we feel, so clearly, His Hand on us, guiding us, protecting us and helping us in each step of the way. Thanks be to God in His Saints and in His Angels and, above all, in His Holy Mother.
I'm not American but I do like Thanksgiving, even if we don't celebrate it, but I like it because one upon a time my husband, still not even my fiancé, organized a lunch with several people just to invite me. Well, one year later we were already married and I don't regret it at all.
After Thanksgiving it comes black friday which, even if I don't like the name of it, I like the reduced things we can find on that day.
And about Christmas, I must say that I'm singing Rudolph since October so I am in Christmas mood for a long time.
Bye for now, see you tomorrow, maybe.
It's Thanksgiving Day.
It's not from my culture to celebrate it because I am not american but it means a lot to me because when I and my husband were not married yet, and he wanted to get closer to me and know me better, it came to his mind to arrange a Thankgiving lunch so he could invite me. So he did and I accepted unaware of what was in his mind. It was a long time ago.
But did you know that the first Thanksgiving was not made by the Puritans ? Let's then remember the real First Thankgiving.
"Blaring trumpets and thundering serenaded Don Pedro Menéndez de Avilés as he waded ashore on September 8, 1565. The Spanish admiral kissed a cross held aloft by the fleet's captain, Father Francisco Lopez, then claimed Florida for both his God and his country. As curious members of the indigenous Timucua tribe looked on, the 800 newly arrived colonists gathered around a makeshift altar as Father Lopez performed a Catholic Mass of thanksgiving for their safe arrival in the newly christened settlement of St. Augustine. At the invitation of Menéndez, the Timucuans then joined the newcomers in a comunal meal.



