i just spent a special day with some special friends cooking a delicious holiday meal. and i am here to tell you it's all good food. but the fellowship that we shared was the best. that food was cooked with love and laughter. a true friendsgiving tradition.
i first heard about friendsgiving seveal years ago and have since shared a few. it originates i think with people that are displaced and not home with their families for whatever reason for the holidays. a group of people gather for whatever reason and they cook and share stories and memories from diverse walks of life. a friend of mine has a saying, "everyone has a story". it's true. and we don't know what theirs is, just like they don't know ours.
haven't slept much or eaten much in the last couple of days. i'm about to remedy that. sometimes i think it's just hard-headedness and the grace of God that keeps me going.
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