It’s hard for me to write this post, because I’ve always been the eternal optimist—the one who sees the glass half full and the learning lessons in all of life’s mysteries.
But I’m having a hard time faking it this year.
I’m sad about the decision we made for Thanksgiving though I know it’s the right thing to do—between having two parents who work in healthcare and people on both sides of our family with compromised health (new baby notwithstanding of course), it didn’t seem right to hop from one dinner to another. And so we are laying low, getting takeout from our favorite vegetarian restaurant, maybe FaceTiming with friends/family. If I’m honest, my sadness stems from the fighting that I’ve been doing with family members who don’t understand our reasoning and less to do with a decision I stand behind.
But all of it sucks.
This year there are millions of Americans who are dealing with unimaginable loss in their hearts and homes. Empty seats around the dinner table and worried family members concerned about how to make ends meet. I can’t begin to fathom what so many have endured in 2020.
The “glass half full” part of me reminds me this is one day of the year. And that making it through these holidays apart hopefully means celebrating together in the future.
Wherever you are, whatever you do, regardless of who you are celebrating with, if you feel any waves of sadness this holiday season, please know that I am thinking of you. We’ll get through this together.
Now. Tell me in explicit detail what you’ll be eating 😊 Wishing you all a very happy and healthy Thanksgiving, my friends.