Hi all you crazy Bloggers Just what does Thankgiving mean to you?
I know the intended meaning of it. You are to share your bounty of a good meal with those you love. Or is it supposed to be with those less fortunate than yourself? I think the real meaning has gotten all mixed up. I grew up thinking it was a time to get together and have the young kids clean up after a good old family
"Drunken Brawl". I remember sitting in the woods just waiting for the big blow out. Me and my cousins would try to get in a good visit before all &*%% broke out. I don't think there was any of our Thanksgiving days that did not go as what I perceived as normal.
So as for my kids and me, this day, I tried to make it meaningful. Before I divorced we would cook together and sit down together and say a little about what we were thankful for. Now I really don't make a big deal of it. If we are fortunate enough to have money for a good dinner, I buy, cook, and we eat. And sometimes we opt to just go out to a place that is serving dinner like Ryan's. There is no tradition in my house any more. We just make sure that everyone knows that we love and appreciate each other. I am not sure why I don't care for tradition. Maybe it is because I feel like it has no true meaning. That they are just going through the motions of what they are used to. Or do I just don't care. When I was in the Army I loved it. I did not have to think. They do all it for me. Sometimes I wish it was like that again. But it ain't.
Should I try? Does any one even care?
Oh well. See ya? Ellen