Thursday is Thanksgiving in the United States. It’s one of those holidays that has always been a Food Event. There is a traditional menu that is almost sacred script: turkey, stuffing, cranberries, sweet potatoes/yams, and finished off with pumpkin pie with whipped cream topping or Cool Whip. I will set the table with my grandmother’s dishes, the same ones my parents and my siblings ate off of at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. Maybe our grandchildren will remember those dishes on Thanksgiving when they are adults. I don’t expect our kids to save them once we are gone. There is no emotional cargo attached to those dishes except mine, and I keep them in the cabinet to use on the third Thursday of November.
As I write this, National Public Radio is reporting on the turmoil in the world. Today, this minute, I am thankful that I’m not a woman in danger simply because I’m a woman. Today, I am so thankful that there are organizations like Gather the Women Global Matrix that connect women with women, and that those women bring their gifts of writing, humor, art, insight, connection, advocacy, and genuine empathy to Gather the Women.
I am thankful for the GTW Conveners: Suzan Nolan, Donna Ahlstrand, Angie Lux, Mary Cunningham, Diane Jung, and Deborah Zaher, for their wise leadership and commitment to this organization, and for all the GTW women around the world.
Finally, I’m thankful that, in their wisdom, the founding mothers of Gather the Women Global Matrix used the word matrix: “From the Latin word for womb, a matrix is the intercellular substance of a tissue.” It’s perfect, isn’t it?