Why Thanksgiving is Pointless

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Most of us have our favorite holiday. Or we have the one that our family does “bigger” than the rest. People get together and show each other more love on these favorite holidays. Food is always the showstopper and family conversations fill up every room.

I like all holidays. From Easter to the 4th of July, I love dressing up and having any reason to celebrate. Not everyone can relate, but I have had a good time celebrating life every chance that I get.

Thanksgiving is different. There are no bunnies or Santa Clauses representing the day. With the exception of pilgrims and Indians, there really are no mascots. There are pumpkins involved as if Halloween was never forgotten. It’s all pretty confusing. It’s even gotten to the point where some people don’t even know the history behind it.

Thanksgiving is pretty pointless if you ask me. Who even likes pumpkin pie and turkey with mashed potatoes?  Why give thanks when life is so hard? Why surround yourself with people who just happen to share DNA with you? Why surround yourself with people who you have learned to call family?  Why celebrate a day whose message has gotten lost throughout the years?

I don’t know, but I sure love pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes, and turkey. Above all, I love all my blood relatives and the many people who I’ve decided to call family throughout the years.

I can honestly say Thanksgiving is pointless because of the fact that I give thanks for all I have every single day. But I sure love having an excuse to come together to stuff our faces and talk about all that matters to us.

My family does Thanksgiving in a big way. It is probably the biggest holiday for us. We all get together and bring too much food so we can all go home with five extra plates in our hands. My cousins and I have always had fun sitting at the “kid” table while the adults talk about their own nonsense at the “adult” table.

This year I am thankful for more than ever. My mother is healthy after a difficult year. My sister made it to 21, and my Dad is loving the retired life. I have finally found my dream job, own a beautiful house and car, and recently got a baby Bengal kitten with my love. Not only that but the first book I helped write got published and printed this week!

I didn’t get here without being thankful for my blessings each day. Today is pointless but meaningful. It marks a great moment in time for me and my family. I am still growing up and am so thankful that my support system is alive and well. I have so much love in my life and heart that it hurts and things cannot get any better than this.

We must be thankful each day. We must regularly call our loved ones to just say, “I love you.” We must not judge those people or things that we do not understand. We must understand that with gratitude comes greatness. Life without gratitude can really be underwhelming. I choose to live a life full of meaning, gratitude, and love.

What do you choose to live by?

 

Love Deeply and Forever,

Karen

 

Why It’s My Birthday and I Don’t Even Care

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I have always enjoyed lavish gifts, outings, and parties as part of the celebration of my birth.

Last year was different. I took the day off work and just hung out with myself. It was spectacular, to say the least. I can honestly say it was the best birthday I have ever had. Call me a loner if you will but a birthday spent alone was far from lonely for me.

I grew up always having horrible birthday parties that I would always end up crying at. Later in life, I even had a birthday party where I nearly died (no really). I was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance and that’s about all I have to say about that one. Well, it’s technically all I can remember about that one…

Maybe I have just always set myself up for disaster. It could be that I have always been a brat and wanted things a certain way only to be disappointed at any signs of the “special” day being less than perfect.

Yea, whatever the reason, my birthdays have always had a lot of build up as well as a lot of pain.

How could this spoiled little San Diego girl be so sad on her birthdays? The world may never know. One thing I do know is that I don’t even care that today is my birthday.

I didn’t count down the days like I usually do. There were no crazy birthday party invitations that were sealed and/or sent. I was set on spending another birthday like I did last year, alone and extremely content.

I guess this year has been bittersweet. I had a lot of downs this year that left me almost believing in nothing. I had moments where my positivity played a dismal effect instead. Not only that but I am getting reallllllly close to 30.

Am I who I thought I would be by 30? Not. Even. Close.

So this year I have just decided not to care. It’s just another day. It’s just another year. Right?

These were my thoughts until I had a conversation with an angel yesterday. The angel told me that today is definitely a day to celebrate. They told me I have to celebrate that I have the opportunity to live, embrace and experience another year of life. They told me that living almost 30 years is a blessing, not a curse.

The angel also told me that I have many opportunities in front of me and that I should seize them. They told me to never stop believing in myself.

The angel heard the doubt and anguish in my voice at the mention of my 20-something birthday. The angel knew I needed to hear a different perspective. I am glad I listened.

I am thankful for all the angels that surround me each day. They often know me more than I even know myself.

So I guess I do care (a little) that it’s my birthday. More importantly, I think my thoughts have shifted from being completely selfish to being selfless so, naturally, my birthday seems a little less important this year.

This year, my family made birthday plans without me even asking. My friends have looked more forward to my day than I have. What a blessing this feeling is-to feel loved, to feel wanted, to feel appreciated, to feel needed.

I have made an impact in the lives of those that matter and that alone is the best birthday gift I have ever received.

No wonder I was so disappointed on all my other birthdays, my objectives were simply misguided. Birthdays are not about creating one special day, but rather creating one special life.

Love Deeply and Forever,

Karen

Why Family Matters Most

family, addams, familia, blood, relatives, unconditional, love, support, celebrate, grateful, thankful, blessings, memories, moments, time, present, wedding, cousin, aunt, uncleI come from a very small immediate family of four. It is just me, my sister, my mom and dad. While there is few of us, there is quite an abundance of love.

I also have many cousins, aunts and uncles, and they’re just as amazing as my immediate family.

There is one thing I know is true about all of my family and that is that we all love each other unconditionally. Whether or not we agree with each other, whether we are at our best or at our worst, we spread love, no questions asked.

If someone is in trouble, another will come save the day. If someone is in pain, another will absorb the pain and dress it in love and gauze.

I have been reflecting a lot on my family dynamic and realize I am more blessed than most. All of my family loves me as much as I love them and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I am beyond thankful for all of my blessings.

I tend to write about things that bother me or go wrong. It is my therapy. Today I am writing about the things that are right in my life, more specifically, the people, my people…my family.

Like many families, mine is not perfect.

There are certain rifts I wish I could mend. There are certain circumstances I wish were never the case. Although this is all true, I consider all blood relatives family. I will always do my best to guide and support them in any way I can. No matter the distance or financial situation, I will always do my best to give my family lots of love.

Last weekend my cousin got married to the love of her life. I had a spectacular time celebrating their love but it went much deeper than that.

That night, we celebrated our family love.

I danced for hours on end. I am a horrible dancer but I danced because I knew that all of my cousins were present-in one place and at one time.  We are all grown now so such events are a rarity.

This night took me back in time. I remember running around with my cousins on Halloween, I remember hearing all of our aunts and uncles talking much too loud on Thanksgiving, I remember our grandma would get us all the same exact Christmas gifts each year so no one would complain.

I remember so many fond memories of our childhood and now that we are older, I treasure them more than ever. I look back and smile at those simpler and joyous memories. I look back and feel the love that we all shared at those many celebratory get-togethers.

I can’t wait for all of my cousins to grow up and have families of their own so we can recreate those beautiful moments. We will make up our own traditions as well as borrow some from our collective past.

And while we are all still trying to figure it all out, I know we will all come together more often. We will have many more nights of dancing, drinking and laughing, and for that I am more thankful than ever.

Familia over everything.

 

Love Deeply and Forever,

Karen