This past weekend was Canadian Thanksgiving. I like the idea of Thanksgiving because it encourages us to stop and reflect upon all the things that we have in our lives that we have to be thankful for. Really, it's not something we should only do at this time of year, but it is nice to have that reminder.
This year, I was home for the holiday and was able to see both my mum and my dad's family which is quite an amazement in itself. Because my parents are divorced, there are always two separate Thanksgiving meals and during elementary and high school, they usually fell on the same day or for my mum's side, we would make the two hour trek, making it impossible to get back in time for my dad's. To see both sides of my family during this weekend was a true blessing.
Not only that, but I was able to come home for Thanksgiving. This year, it was my first time home since my first year in University, and even then I did not end up having a meal with my family. During the past few years, I was working and though it would have been manageable (but tight for time) to come home, I chose to stay at my place. Each year I still celebrated with friends and other families, which was awesome and fun, but I missed my own people.
In the past, when Thanksgiving was more constant, I never really thought of home and family as specific things during my thanksgiving reflections. I'd think of the food, my friends, my house(s), clothes... But not really home or family. Sure, I know they are important, but when they are so constant and present in your life, they tend to fade from consciousness. Really, at the end of the day, as much as people joke about the turkey and stuffing one's face, it's not about the food. I wouldn't even say it's about the house or the clothes either, though the Lord knows I am ever grateful for those. The way I see it, Thanksgiving is more about the people you're with and being thankful that you have each other. (Even if that means your big meal is McDonald's or a few simple sandwiches).
I think the world could use a bit more of that.
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