Well, it is the day before my first Thanksgiving. I have a vague idea of how this holiday is meant to have started, but a much better idea of what it stands for. It feels strange to have, and please excuse my upcoming perversion of the English language, such a Turkey-centric festival without it being Christmas, but I'm right behind the culinary decadence and the gratefulness.
You see? I put in the little double-line break and I'm instantly thinking back over the last year to see what I'm grateful for. But this time last year was, to me, simply a time when the traffic for the autoblography dropped off as America ignored its computers for a couple of days. If I'm going to do the yearly sum-up, I'd better leave it for New Year's Eve and the boys' visit.
For now it's time for me to start this annual holiday with a quick look over my shoulder and a nod to all those days when something happened, however small, to get me where I am today; sitting, blissfully married, in a freshly painted office in our apartment in Queens, NY, which is literally and figuratively thousands of miles from where I expected to be on this day a year ago. And to all the people who played a part in that, for me, against me, in spite of me or even ignorant of the fact they were playing a part at all, I'd like to say:
Cheers guys. That was cool.
I don't get thanksgiving at all. It's one of those stange things 'other people' do. :-)
(nursery)
I like the idea of Thanksgiving. If things are good, you get a moment to realise you shouldn't take it all for granted. If things are bad, you get a moment to find something that isn't.
Personally, I'm thankful that you didn't take this opportunity to write a vomitworthily slushy post ;)
i've never really understood thanksgiving either - but i'm so glad that you're happy, stuart.
happy thanksgiving :)
It's my husband's first Thanksgiving also :)
Happy Thanksgiving!