Snapshots of a Modest Life

Home For The Holidays

As a child I never quite realized how great the holidays are...And frankly, I don't think anyone realizes how great they are until they have moved away from home, whether to college or otherwise. When you're little, Thanksgiving and Christmas just happen; nothing changes in your life except there's less space to draw on the walls cause of the decorations your mother insists in putting up every year (not that that's a bad thing). But when you don't live there anymore it's great to come home and see that stuff up already, as opposed to your rather monotonous dorm or apartment. And the whole 5 day weekend is always good. I don't think I've ever been this excited at the prospect of consuming too much food. I just feels sorry for the people who don't have families to come home to like mine...my Korean roommate for example. She doesn't get to go home (not that they have Thanksgiving in Korea). I can't imagine not being excited to go home for Thanksgiving.

This year, I know what I'm thankful for: Thanksgiving itself, a family to come home to, and friends to bake pies with.