Some odd amount of weeks ago, while getting caught up in the wonder of fall to come with my favorite dreamer-friend, Darian, I threw out the word "friendsgiving". In no less than three minutes, this simple phrase had escalated to the kind of outdoor extravaganza Anthro catalog-junkies dream of. Our to-do list included hand illustrated invitations, personal delivery, a custom built farm table, string lights, place-cards, food for days, and flowers flowers flowers. Oh, and mostly importantly it included a list of friends that would fill even Joey and Chandler with envy, (Hope you didn't think I was a Rachel and Monica kind of girl).
As the day got closer and the to-do list somehow never grew shorter (we are very poor minimalists, I've learned), we knew it was going to be something real special. Yesterday evening came, friends poured through the front door, home-made dishes piled on the table, and as we gathered to laugh and give thanks, I learned just how much I had to be thankful for.
All 26 of us squeezed and pushed and over-lapped knees to fit around this beautiful, handmade farm table for 22, and between shovels of turkey all I could think was how lucky I am to love too many people to fit around even the longest of backyard tables. As if that joy wasn't enough, one by one, we went around and shared what we were thankful for, and to my heart's delight an overwhelming number of people cited the encouragement, the love, the undying support and empowerment of those they were seated next to as what they were most thankful for. I think too often I take for granted that some people live in a world of competition, and somehow ours has defied the odds and stands as one of collaboration.
So, this year I dedicate my thanks to all the best friends, the going strong since second-grade pals, the roommates, parents, brothers, sisters, and strangers that tell each other "yes, you can" when the going gets a tough, as it tends to do. You deserve your very own holiday, but for now this ought to do.
As you peek into what it looked like around our table, I hope you think of those you could't do without at yours.
Cheers (of Mulled Wine), Harley
Photos by: Darian Kayce & Nina Schultz