As we gather around our Thanksgiving table with family this week I'll make a space for my invisible guest. It's a person no longer with me on Earth but still close by in spirit. My friend, Julie, who spent one of her last Thanksgivings alive by herself with her dog, Joe. She was too proud to tell anyone she had no plans, and I was an ocean away when I called to wish her Happy Thanksgiving and discovered she was alone eating takeout in her small New York studio apartment.
Her voice, silenced at 46 from cancer, still echoes in my mind with the message: "Give thanks for what you have and leave regrets at the door. Savor life; there are no second helpings. Be sharing and caring when you can."