So today is Thanksgiving, probably my favorite US holiday. It is the one time I will admit (maybe even a little proudly) that I’m American – bring on the turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie!
But this year, I didn’t get the day off work. I’m not eating turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie. I don’t have any American friends to commiserate with over past overindulgences at the Thanksgiving dinner table or fun family fiascoes. I showed up at work this morning like any other Thursday and worked (more than) a full day – life as usual sans holiday.
Even though I don’t get to feast, I would still like to give thanks. I am grateful for my friends and family (in the US and Israel), for my health, for employment so that I had somewhere to show up this morning (we won’t even get into the whole I pretend to work and they pretend to pay me thing). I am thankful for this experience that is my life, and that I am able to reconnect with my Israeli roots while maintaining connections with my home in Cali. I do wish I was eating turkey and stuffing and mashed potatoes and gravy and cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie, but I am also grateful for what I do have.
Okay, enough philosophising. Happy turkey day!