Last night I went through some old family albums to try and find some Thanksgiving photos from days gone by. I found some, but not as many as I thought I would. Looking through the albums made me a little sentimental, the word "maudlin" keeps coming to mind and I keep ignoring it. I realized that we have never really had set Thanksgiving traditions. It was a holiday that, dependent on the year, we were in different places.
We spent many years stuck in traffic on I-71N the Wednesday before, en route to a big dinner with my Dad's family. We often met up with my Dad's family in different locations, too. We went to lodges in state parks, and occasionally they came to us. Just as often, we had smaller Thanksgivings, with some family friends and my Mom's mother at our house.
This year we're spending it at home, with my aunt and uncle, one cousin and her husband. It's going to be pretty quiet. I prefer my Thanksgivings sprawling. I'm going to miss my little cousins running around, my brother entertaining us at the kids' table, and my sister being told by everyone what she can eat as a vegetarian (she HATES that). It's easier to hide out in a crowd, to sit on the sidelines and listen to everyone's conversations. I'm actually going to miss the kids' table at my grandparents' house. We always had way more fun there than the adults had.
I hope you all have a lovely day. I'm excited for the meal; it's my favorite.
i agree. i miss sprawling thanksgivings too. i think i'm ok with this year's orphan thanksgiving (frankly think i need it, especially know that i have to work later this week) but i certainly wouldn't want to make a habit of doing thanksgiving solo.
Posted by: sara | November 25, 2010 at 09:16 AM