As we gather in gratitude today, I’m reminded of a tender moment from the life of Jean Bradford, written more than a century ago — yet as relatable now as it was in 1911.
While on her coming-of-age tour through Europe, far from the comforts of home and the familiar halls of the Bradford-Berry Estate, young Jean felt the ache of distance deeply. In a heartfelt letter to her mother, she wrote:
“My dear Mother, One more day and still no mail. Just to think I have been away from home almost three weeks and still no letter from you or anybody at home.”
Even in an era before instant messaging, before daily flights across oceans, the longing for home — for kin, for belonging — was powerful. Time and miles have changed, but the feeling hasn’t. Sometimes it takes being far away to understand just how much home means. The miles between us can heighten the warmth of family, community, and the larger clan to which we all belong.
This Thanksgiving, may Jean’s words remind us of those who are far from home: students, service members, travelers, workers, or anyone facing the holiday at a distance.
Care for your neighbors as you would for family when they find themselves far from home — and pray that strangers will welcome your loved ones when they are far from home.
Happy Thanksgiving, from our family to yours.
