This morning I dropped the kids off at school and headed straight for Food Basics to do my Thanksgiving shopping. The store had only opened half an hour before I arrived and the workers were stocking the shelves. I took my time in the produce section, thinking there was no rush. Then I made my way to the meat section: only one Butterball turkey left! I love Butterballs; they always turn out so tasty and juicy. As I held the bird in my hand, an elderly lady approached me. "Is that the last Butterball?" she asked. "I think so," I replied. I examined it, wondering if it was big enough for my whole family. The elderly lady said: "Oh, that's too bad. I wanted a Butterball. And that's a small one, just right for me. I'm only cooking for two. My husband passed away. He was a veteran." I'm holding the turkey, thinking: How can I take this knowing that the other lady will have to choose one of the other turkeys. Her husband was a veteran. That would be cruel. I'm thinking maybe I should give her the Butterball and head to the other Food Basics to search for one.
But a solution arrives with one of the workers. I ask: "Is this the last Butterball turkey?" She walks around the corner and finds one more in another bin. It happens to be $3.00 more. It's a bit bigger -- perfect for my family. I hand the elderly lady the smaller turkey. She's thrilled! "Merry Christmas!" she exclaims, putting the smaller turkey in her cart. I thank God for everything at my age," she adds, making sure that I know she knows it's not Christmas. I put the bigger turkey in my cart. I ask the worker where the stuffing is. The elderly lady and I, with the last two Butterballs in the store, follow her to the bread section. I help the lady read the directions on the blue stuffing box. It's Paxo, my mom's favourite. The lady buys one box while I buy two. She declares: "I'm glad I came early this morning. If I'd come later, I wouldn't have met you, and I wouldn't have got the big bird. I thank God for everything at my age." I certainly didn't do much for the lady. But some people count their blessings, no matter how small. I can learn from the lady with the big bird. She has thanksgiving in her heart all year round. May God bless her!