My husband and I hosted our very own Thanksgiving meal this year. We’ve been together for over 11 years, been living together for a while, and married two and a half years. We’ve never had our own holiday aside from our late honeymoon in Paris last year. Unfortunately, my husband fell ill with food poisoning on Christmas Day so our grand plans for wandering Paris streets on Christmas Day were ruined. Thankfully our Christmas Eve was totally lovely! My family is rather close to us, and his is rather far away – but this year, we were blessed with his family’s presence for this holiday.
My husband was so thrilled, it was quite touching to see him so excited about seeing his family. That was the biggest thing I was thankful for this holiday: that my in-laws were able to come to town, for the four of us to spend the weekend together. And, I’m also thankful that I was able to see my husband so overjoyed about the holiday. Usually, we are over-worked, stressed out, and in general pretty exhausted about the holidays that we become a little cynical and bitter about it all. This year we were over-worked, stressed out and pretty exhausted, but in a different way – maybe it was because we were hosting the holiday, so there was a certain amount of pride and joy accompanying the day and a joyous lack of bitterness and cynicism.
It was the first time I’ve missed a Thanksgiving with my side of the family in over 10 years, that was a little strange, but on the whole our holiday was lovely.
I am thankful that we were able to get almost all of our food for the holiday meal at the farmer’s market, that we have a warm and cozy home, and all that comes with it. Mostly, I’m thankful for my family, which has always been large, but seems all the larger with my mother- and brother-in-law.