For Thanksgiving I felt I was not being a good friend. A friend who is handicapped and mostly can’t go or is not invited for holidays always makes me sad talking to her.
Her brother stopped inviting her because she sleep walks and one Thanksgiving she slept in the living room so she would not trip over  the stairs. But she sleeped walked right into the diningroom and destroyed the prepared settings for Thanksgiving. She was told it is too dangerous to have her.
She was in the wheel chair for a while ( she walks with walker now) and on a holiday stay with her sister broke the glass coffee table because she insited it will fit between sofa and table. Her newphews cut themselves trying to help. They spent the holiday in the emergency room. Her sister never invited her againg.

Every holiday she makes plans with people to share it with her at her home, and at the last minute they cancell.

This Thanksgiving she was exited she was going to have a wonderful  day. She had a new friend visiting for Thanksgiving. (I can’t invite her I do not  have an elevator and she’s handicapped.) I was happy about it. I made some goodies and had dropped them off a week earlier.

Thanksgiving morning she calls telling me that her friend cancelled! I felt so bad about the whole thing. She was going to be all alone.

I went to one of those places where for $ 79 you can pick up 4 dinners with trimmings and decided to take it to her, and spend an hour cheering her up.
When I got there I knocked and while I was waiting I heard lots of laughter. Finally someone opens the door and I walk in.

There must have been about 10 people all laughing, drinking, eating. The table was a spread  out buffet like and it was fit to feed a king and his army. She looked at me and I looked at her.
I wished her a happy thanksgiving and told her I was glad she had company.
“Oh yes I always have company, I just tell people I’m alone to make them feel sorry for me. Especially my family, they send me money for their guilt.” Ok then! she did not need me, I had to get back to my own Thanksgiving!  I wished her well and left.
On the way home I stopped by a light, on the side street in the alcove of a shop there was someone bundled up sleeping. I parked, pulled the box of thanksgiving dinners for 4 and placed it next to the sleeping homeless, I nodged her and then I left. From the car I noticed the suprised look on her face when she looked up in the sky giving a silent prayer.