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”
It’s been a few days since Thanksgiving occurred and I keep wondering why it was chosen by people to make this the one day a year in which they sit down to think about what they’re thankful for. I mean, you get 365 —or 366, it depends— days a year, and you really only pick one to sit down and thank whoever or whatever you want, when there are endless things that we can and should be grateful for every single day of our lives? Continue reading “All the wonderful things to be thankful for”
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