Friday, November 27, 2009
Our Thanksgiving was anything but a Norman Rockwell picture. We spent our day alone with a couple of visits from two of my aunts that were down from Washington (which I am most grateful for). Our Thanksgiving of everyone getting together had been planned for months but, unfortunately a week before Thanksgiving, a family feud erupted and we felt it was best that we did not attend. If it was not for my two aunt's coming over that day, it would have only been a day of watching The Macy's Parade, Trains Planes and Automobiles, A Miracle on 34th street, Coming Home for the Holiday's, and The Family Stone. As I watched these movies, it made me realize that family bickering happens to even the best of families. I then started thinking about how many people are spending this holiday alone with no one at all. My thoughts started to trail down to deep thinking and an understanding of how hard the holidays are for many people; people that don't have anyone, people that have recently lost a loved one or feelings without hope and feelings of despair. When my friend learned of the situation with my family, she immediately invited us to join her and her family. I also learned a lesson from her, that when you see or feel someone is going through something, to reach out. Her invitation was heartfelt and I will never forget it.
Although our Thanksgiving was spent alone, I was thankful for so much; for God, Charlie, my family and friends.