November 28, 2019
This week I read a post with ~ what I assume is a 20-30 year old woman ~ ranting over how we've all been fed (haha) a bunch of baloney about Thanksgiving. That the history in the books is wrong. And I had to agree that the history books of my childhood were not based on fact, but a not-so-subtle twisting of how it really was so that all of us immigrants can feel good about ourselves. However, I did bristle when she highly criticized basically all Americans for celebrating this holiday which is, as she explained it, based on lies. Then the shit storm hit facebook. Some agreed with her but the overwhelming majority supported Thanksgiving as more than just a continuation of a historical fabrication. In fact I would feel confident in saying that it's something different to all of us.
For my family, who had very few "traditions", it meant we had turkey, dressing, gravy, vegetables of some kind, bread and then a selection of pies. Pumpkin. Pecan. Apple. We sat down after Mom cooked all day and ate that beautiful meal in what ~ 15 to 20 minutes? If we had company then there might have been conversation, jokes, laughter that might have been lacking when it was just Mom, Dad and us two girls. It all depended on how well Mom & Dad were getting along on that day.
Mom would then dutifully put up the Christmas decor the day after. Of course my sister and I helped with all that stuff. Cooking, putting up the tree, making cookies before Christmas. But my Mom wasn't a happy woman. And her unhappiness showered down on the rest of us. So, although my sister and I weren't depressed or sad all the time, we certainly were not as happy as we might have been if our parents didn't despise each other.
I'm sorry! This is supposed to be about Thankfulness ~ and I am so very thankful of all we have. We had a great dinner today. The turkey was good (ok, it was just a tad dry on the legs). The dressing was excellent. The focaccia bread ~ which I thought was good ~ Romeo didn't really care for. But we have a nice home, that's warm and homey, our health ~ when others are struggling. Life is good.
I hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Love to you all!
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