Thanksgiving for me is usually pretty similar to the "stock image." My family alternates every year whether we go to my mom's side of the family in Indiana or my dad's side in Kentucky. We get together with a lot of people, and everyone brings food and we eat and hang out together. I get about twenty comments about how tall I am, and how old I've gotten, and how much I look like my mother (it's the glasses and the hair).
This past year we went to see my mom's family. I always get really excited those years, because we don't see that side of the family as often as my dad's. I get to see my younger cousins and their adorable dogs. I love seeing my cousins grow into little people. They're not toddlers anymore; suddenly they're in school and they want to play video games and they somehow know more about technology than I do. It's also fun to watch them pester me and my brother, very much like the way me and my brother pestered our older cousin when we were that age.
I enjoy Thanksgiving. There's always good food, and it's usually pretty calm and nice, and I get to catch up with people I haven't seen in a long time. It's not super cold out, but it's also not sweltering hot, and there doesn't seem to be as much pressure as Christmas (especially because my family is the one that hosts Christmas). It's not my end-all-be-all favorite holiday, but Thanksgiving is highly underrated and deserves some thanks itself.
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