More Than a Meal: What Thanksgiving Looks Like in This Season of Life
There was a time when Thanksgiving felt like a checklist:
The perfect tablescape.
The full house.
The family recipe passed down without edits.
The pressure to make it all look like a Norman Rockwell painting.
But midlife has a way of softening things — even the holidays.
Thanksgiving now? It feels different. And honestly… better in ways I didn’t expect.
🧡 The Traditions Have Changed (And So Have I)
I used to think tradition was about doing the same thing every year.
Same menu. Same headcount. Same table.
Now I understand that tradition can also mean meaning — not repetition.
It’s okay that not everyone is here this year.
It’s okay that we picked up sides instead of making everything from scratch.
It’s okay that the table is quieter — or fuller with new faces.
Because Thanksgiving was never really about the food.
It’s always been about the feeling.
🌾 Grief Comes to the Table Too
Midlife often means hosting Thanksgiving with an empty chair.
There are people I wish I could call for a recipe.
People I’d give anything to hear say grace one more time.
People I miss — even in the joy.
And you know what? That’s okay too.
Grief and gratitude can sit at the same table.
One doesn’t cancel the other.
They coexist.
They deepen each other.
🥧 This Season, I’m Thankful for the Small Things
I’m thankful for:
Paper plates when real dishes feel like too much.
Family members who show up as they are — not as they think they should be.
Quiet coffee before the day begins.
Laughing at stories I’ve heard a dozen times.
Food that tastes like memory.
And moments that feel like enough.
Because that’s what Thanksgiving is in this season of life — enough.
Not everything. Not perfect.
Just enough.
💬 Reader Reflection
What does Thanksgiving look like for you this year?
Has it changed with time? With age? With loss or love?
Leave a comment or share this with someone whose holidays have shifted too.
Let’s remind each other that meaning doesn’t come from the menu — it comes from how we show up.
With love and gratitude from Mabank,
Brandy