When I came to this country, November had just commenced. No leaves were falling—because I live in Florida and autumn does not exist here—but the weather was nice.
At the time I did not even know that Thanksgiving was coming up or that it even existed, but I soon learned about it and even participated at a family dinner. Decorations were up, the turkey was full and sizzling and gratefulness and joy filled the air.
That was five years ago. Continue reading “Thanksgiving vs. Christmas”
Inevitably Iridescent 