Thanksgiving 2005

Well Thanksgiving 2005 wasn’t what I had hoped for. I had thought we were going to replace family with adventure, but as this trip has taught me (like I didn’t know it already!)there is, sadly nothing that can replace your family. Funny, you’d think free drinks would be as entertaining as Uncle Harry telling the same joke he’s told for the past 35 years, but even after 12 or so drinks, truth be, they aren’t. Restaurant fixings can’t touch Aunt Betty’s lumpy gravy, nor can the waiter at Reno’s finest match her surgery stories. Face it, we can’t stand to be around them, but when they are gone, we become closer to alone, we become them whether we want to or not, one day waking up to find that we no longer have anyone to tell our own stories to, no one to make our own uneatable food product for long after our own taste buds have rotted. Family, hold it tight and don’t ever give up the fight to claim them, each and everyone of them, toothless or not. For one day, we will be alone, and the young man who bags our grocery’s quite possibly will know more about us then anyone we have in our waning lives. Keep each human who shares more than 25% of your DNA in your heart, in your prayers and in your life. Love them because blackjack dealers don’t really care. Love them because it’s the right thing to do. Love them because your Mother would want you to.