In part, because tradition dictates turkey (which I loathe) and ‘all the trimmings’ (most of which hold neutral memories at best).
I DO like pumpkin pie, though!
My birthday always happens around Thanksgiving, and when I was 9 or 10 my parents decided to amalgamate my birthday, my father’s birthday (last week), and my step-sister’s mother-in-law’s birthday all into one big bacchanal. And I was the only kid. There was much overeating of traditional food (see above paragraph), and much over-imbibing. The men took over the living room with the TV for non-stop football and alcohol, and the women were relegated to the hot, crowded kitchen, wherein they groused about the men. Perhaps I’d have felt better had I been able to drink? Generally not fond memories.
This past year has been stressful, to say the least. Loss of my house, moving, further financial issues, ongoing medical problems, car troubles and the sudden loss of my good friend Mark.
As W.C. Fields said, when he was dying, “On the whole, I’d rather be in Philadelphia!” He hated Philadelphia.
But, on the plus side, I still have good friends, family, a support system, and a good friend who opened up her home to me in my time of need. Seriously, this past year could have been a lot worse.
I usually brush off Thanksgiving because of the traditional trappings and memories. I’ll continue to do that today, but I AM embracing the tradition of GRATITUDE.
I’ve a place to live, a car that runs (knock-on-wood), and friends and family who support me. And folks all over the World who read and comment on this blog nonsense! Many of whom have become friends.
In spite of the few bumps in the road, it doesn’t get any better than this!
Here’s hoping you all have a blessed, safe, and Happy Thanksgiving. We’re having lasagne!