By Joyce Tremel
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. It’s the one day of the year that no one feels guilty for stuffing themselves, or having that second piece of pie. There’s no pressure to buy gifts, or pretending to like the ones you receive. I don’t even feel a lot of pressure with the meal. There’s only four of us, so cooking is no big deal. But even if I expected a crowd, turkey is one of the easiest things to make. Rinse, stuff, bake. How hard is that?
It’s also nice to have everyone sit down together and eat a real meal. There are too many days that we eat on the run. Usually after work, cooking is the last thing I want to do. I’ll make something quick and throw it on the table. On the weekends, I’ll cook a real dinner, but inevitably someone will have something else to do. On Thanksgiving, they wouldn’t dare.
Thanksgiving is also a day to count your blessings. I’m thankful for my husband and my sons. Sometimes I’m thankful for my job. And of course, I’m thankful for all my writing friends who’ve become like a second family. You’ve given me confidence that I actually can write, and hope that I’ll be published someday. I don’t know what I’d do without yinz guys!
Have a good day, everyone!