As technology evolves and we sink deeper and deeper into the shallow world of virtual connections via our computers and smartphones and tablets, I'd like to give thanks for moments unelectric. I'd like to give thanks for surfaces not backlit. The fiction of our online relationships can be extremely comfortable, but let us not take for granted the act of sharing physical space with a complete stranger on a train, or the nod from the guy who knows I like egg sandwiches. Let us not lose that meaningful spring to order that occurs when we line up to exit a bus or funnel onto an escalator. Maybe I'm thankful for the absence of anarchy. Or maybe we don't give ourselves enough credit - That deep down we're all just nice people trying to get home to our baby sons.
This year the Carlock/White/Femali Thanksgiving takes place in Alexandria, Virginia, where the space is limited. Fortunately, we can fashion chairs out of love which will be palpable due to the introduction of James. After pie is served, I may suggest a fight between the grandmas who will be vying for James Holding Time. Krazy Karen versus Eileen "The Stomper" White in a no-holds-barred cage match! (Just as soon as I move the kitchen table out of the living room to make space...)
It's easy to take for granted the people we're closest to. This year our house will be full and ALIVE with people I don't get to see very often. Thank God for the following things:
- Airplanes
- Highways
- Chicago Bears
Amen.
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