Good
afternoon from the Kelswitch! This Monday has been a little off kilter, but
when isn’t it? Especially when coming off a holiday weekend.
My
Thanksgiving was wonderful, full of good food and family. I always look forward
to holidays until I remember that they are usually a juggling act, filled with
family that half of which, I never see throughout the year. But then we arrive
for the meal and slowly, gradually, magic happens. People talk and laugh and
you find yourself talking and laughing with them. And the juggling act went off
without a hitch this year, thankfully.
I never
used to be a big fan of Thanksgiving. As a kid, I was an entirely too picky eater.
Turkey was never that enticing, I stayed away from greens, and stuffing just
seemed weird. That’s changed a little, thankfully. This year’s feast was
wonderful and even more so because I could actually enjoy it, instead of just
poking at my little bit of macaroni and cheese.
Maybe it’s
because of George R. R. Martin and his infamous food descriptions in A Song of Ice and Fire. Maybe I’m just a
closet foodie. But to me, there is no greater proof of being blessed than
coming together with family to share a large meal. Our ancestors couldn’t have
asked for more, which is something we should all remember.
I think of
my ancestors often, wondering how they would react to my generation of the
family line. Would they approve?
Disapprove? Take us out back and beat our tails with a switch, even if
we are grown? One thing that I like to believe is true: they would love us.
They would love us and stand by us, no matter how stupid we were. Just like the
family we have with us today.
In the
darkest part of the year, family is one of the things that remind us brighter
days lay ahead.
Happy Monday!
Kelswitch, over and out!
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