So fellow travelers, home again and a heavenly aroma fills my kitchen.
One downside to traveling rather than hosting for Thanksgiving is not having the base to make turkey soup, which stands out as my favorite Thanksgiving leftover.
No worries this year though, as my sister-in-law gave me a carcass, drumsticks and wings from one of the turkeys served at our big family feast.
As delicious smells rise from the simmering crockpot I remember the sacred moments of this year’s gatherings as well as those of decades past and words began to waft around my brain.
Turkey soup from bones
Memories infuse the broth
With family love
It’s a gift more precious than any Black Friday deal to be blessed by the love of family, near or far. Comfort and joy cooked into each spoonful of sacred soup.
Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.