I might have been the Grinch or Scrooge in another life because sometimes I do tend to be annoyed by holidays. Not by the food, but maybe it’s just the commercialization of it all. Maybe I just got too old for it. Halloween too. It’s just at times I don’t connect or I put an expectation on it that never happens. I think maybe I’d make a good lawyer for the Grinch or Scrooge. Scrooge because he’d probably pay better, but Grinch probably would steal me something awesome.
Just up until the beginning of the year we had a permanent place that we could call home. Our family home was finally finished after so many years of anticipation. The project was just put on hold and we managed to live wherever. Maybe the concept of a home wasn’t as important to us as before but now that it exists, I see it differently. It’s real in the sense that there is a lifelong place to start traditions. Before I was never in that place. It was always kind of temporary or not really ours. It was just a lease.
There is a space that we can fill, but there are responsibilities that need to be dealt with. Maintenance and cleaning and when my niece is at the house, we need food. All that stuff, but it’s worth it when you can call a place home.
I want to turn my holiday frown upside down and put an effort into the Thanksgiving meal. And I want to have the dinner at our house. I’ll do the turkey, even the stuffing. Besides pumpkin pie, I really just want to have humble pie. I want to cook a good meal for my family. I guess the sense of home grounds me, and my responsibilities can be as simple as cooking the dinner for a holiday I could care less about. At least there the food will be good. But I am thankful for having my family and a home. So I am not so sure if I am improving or only getting worse when it comes to my Scrooge attitude. I am still being submissive to a holiday in order to have a nice meal, oh well if it’s for food.
You know maybe Grinch and Scrooge just never got invited to a good homemade thanksgiving meal. I wonder. The possibilities are endless when you’ve had a wonderful meal.
Humble pie is probably the best kind of pie because it has the least amount of sugar and less calories.
The origin of “Thanksgiving” has an American history tied to it and displays the gratitude of people of different societies all coming together to share a meal and be thankful. I agree with the concept and it really defines what my blog is about, but everyday is a good day to be thankful. Everyday I want to share a meal with people I am connected with.
From a Native American perspective there may be some resentment toward the holiday. I mean Thanksgiving and the origin of how it came to be these pilgrims sitting at the table with the natives celebrating the harvest and this union. It’s a glorified moment in American history, that overthrows all these other moments and accounts of iniquity and injustice put on the Native people. I know this is the twenty-first century and we’re not living in the same conditions as before, but one thing I do remember learning from grade school was “those who don’t know history are doomed to repeat it.”
I am the one who defines “Thanksgiving” at my house and by giving it new meaning it can be a fresh start. Different but in all fairness, it is just hungry people all gathered around the table ready to be feed. But that’s something to be thankful for.