Tuesday, November 22, 2011
The Dreaded Feast(s)
Ah, here it comes, the Traditional Season of Heartache and Suicide, and this year I am electing to spend it alone. It's nice that I actually had two invitations to Thanksgiving Dinner, but I turned them both down. It's time for me to reclaim Thanksgiving and Christmas.
We all know that the winter holidays are about spending time with your Family, and much as I like the people who invited me, they aren't my family and never will be. Attending their personal family gatherings feels all wrong. Part Home Invasion and part Parody. Stranger in a Strange Land. Anyone would feel that way, but with my minimal social skills it feels all the more uncomfortable.
So this year, I am taking the Dreaded Feasts by their horns. Gonna wrestle 'em to the ground. It will be a true holiday in that I will be under no pressure to be somewhere or get something done, and no beating myself up for laziness. I will make myself three nice meals, make sure that Patches, Honey, Whitey and Pandy Bear have some extra treats, raise a glass in my mother's memory, call my father out in Arizona, and spend the day with all that remains of my real, slowly dwindling family.
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My suggestion would be to put your feet up, put on a great movie, and curl up with the quats. You get the day off from work so use it any way you choose. That's taking control of your own life. It's not about what others have or don't have - enjoy what is yours!ReplyDelete
And really, all families are dysfunctional. No one lives in the movie families. And we get by anyway.
Wishing you a very happy Thanksgiving!