It’s that time of year! Halloween has passed, Christmas is coming, and we spent this week gorging ourselves on turkey and stuffing and pie. Especially stuffing, in my case, because it’s honestly the best food in the world and I need to avoid it if I ever want to lose weight again, haha.
Thanksgiving is very different for me up north than it is in Texas because of a few things. First, there’s already snow on the ground here and my brain rebels against that. To my brain, winter and summer should both be balanced by spring and fall, and yet I seem to keep living in places that are either six months of summer or six months of winter. It’s been a super warm winter here compared to normal – apparently there’s normally a foot of snow on the ground by Thankgsiving, I’m told – but there’s still been snow and days when it doesn’t get above freezing even in mid-afternoon. To me, that’s December through February weather. It feels very strange to have Thanksgiving when it’s that cold out, the same way it felt strange the years in Texas when it was nearly 90 degrees for the holiday.
Second, I had this Thanksgiving with an entirely different set of relatives. That isn’t a bad thing of course, just different. We hosted the event at our house this year, with my in-laws and some extended family joining us. I tried to bring a few Texas traditions to the table, like my Aunt Lenny’s special cornbread-sausage-poblano stuffing. Mostly, though, the tradition leaned Midwest instead of Southwest. Very different for me.
The holidays make me a bit homesick. I wish I had the time and money to go visit in December between Thanksgiving and Christmas, but I don’t this year. The plan for next year is to spend Christmas break down in Texas with family. (Hopefully.) This year, we’ve already decorated for Christmas and I’m incorporating as many of my family’s traditions as possible for all the holidays to help me stay close to my loved ones back home.