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I guess this starts a few days before Thanksgiving 2015. Patti Crocker put out a message on Facebook that she was feeding homeless a block away from my home. She was looking for donations and help. I had started a small pity party for myself in my heart that my kids were not going to be with me and missing them and our holidays together. I had a choice to make: I could sit at home in the midst of my pity party or I could go out of my comfort zone and ask Patti what she needed. I asked. She needed a turkey baked and some plastic cups and silverware. I could do that.
This morning I awoke and put on a pot of coffee (of course) and then put the turkey into the oven. I made a big breakfast and sat down to watch the entire Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. I have never had a chance to sit and watch it through its entirety in my whole life so this was fun. I got texts and had conversations with my children, family and friends and I was feeling happy. As I was carving the turkey, I began to wonder about those I might meet and spend my Thanksgiving with this day. People’s stories are my favorite thing so I set the intention of the day to find out the stories of as many as I could this afternoon. I left my sweats and blanket on a heap on my bed and got dressed.
Tomorrow I will continue with the story of some of the others who answered the call on Facebook.