Thanksgiving has come and passed, we are feeling little heavier but probably a little happier. It's Sunday evening and many of us have returned home after our breaks from work and school to continue with our normal lives. However, with the feeling over our heads that we'll be gathering with loved ones again very soon. My birthday fell on Thanksgiving this year, as well. It's a bittersweet feeling, to have a holiday birthday. As a kid, I hated it! People always forgot, and getting people together around this time of year can be a challenge, but now as an adult I've become accustomed to these challenges. To be honest though, I do always feel a little sad around my birthday. No, it's not a fear of aging, I've always felt like a 90 year old woman on the inside, so birthdays feel like I'm just catching up to my soul. I can't quite pinpoint the feeling. Birthday Blues, I call them. I have a lot to be grateful for and feel that everyday. Despite the blues, I took my boyfriend home for the holidays. It was the first time I've ever brought a guy home to stay for the holidays. It was big deal for both of us. One thing him and I have in common, is that we were single for a long time before we met. It's something I think that we acknowledge, when firsts like this weekend happen, as being a big deal. As I write this with hesitancy,but I made a promise to myself to be completely honest and open about my life. I'm a very private person, especially when it comes to my relationships but I've got to keep my promise to myself. Anyway, it went well. My mom and sister made a beautiful Thanksgiving feast.
We sat and enjoyed our meal, together. My mixed, multi-cultural, blended gathering of loved ones. It's my normal, and something I'm proud of. My dad made a comment to my boyfriend as we were leaving , "It was like the United Nations in there, wasn't it?. I'm happy it went well, Family is a delicate, but beautiful thing. Something I cherish, and sharing my family with another person is not something I take lightly. My niece and nephew were sitting at the table. My little angels, giggling and smiling through dinner, knowing they were amognst people who care deeply for them. They bring so much joy and make the holidays so special. The day after Thanksgiving/My Birthday. We spent the day at the Renaissance Festival, hence the photos I'm sharing.
It was a beautiful fall day full of excitement and yummy food. We had a blast and my niece, sister and mom dressed up. They were, of course, the most beautiful there. This is truly my favorite time of year. The weather, the foods we cook , and down to the clothes we wear. It feels as if I become the most, true version of myself. I hope you all enjoyed your Thanksgiving. This beautiful, American tradition that only exists in this country. Embrace that for a moment. I apologize, for my absence lately, I've been focused on my recovery (which is going well), but I intend to get back to business! Happy Holidays, everyone!
