…is always filled with a little bit of sadness because I almost never get to spend Thanksgiving with my parents anymore. It’s usually filled with some sort of traveling and last minute errands – like going to get the canned cranberry jelly. I love the canned cranberry jelly, but I only eat it once a year.
It’s also a day that’s a funny dance with food because I want to “save” room for tomorrow’s feast. That’s not how our stomachs work, though, right? It’s hard to resist the pumpkin pie that’s waiting for me after tomorrow’s meal. It’s another thing I only eat once a year, really. I just want to hoard the pie all to myself.
I try to reflect on the past year and on the things that I am thankful for. It’s like my warm up for Christmas and New Year’s.
Most of all, though, it’s like the calm before the storm. Once Thanksgiving hits, it’s just a long sprint to the New Year and hopefully I will be able to come up for air this year. Hopefully.
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