I woke up this morning and I realized that all my life when I see the word THANKSGIVING my mind conjures up visions of a big turkey tons of food. Being tortured by my drunk uncle making jokes about me being chubby. Never felt like I belonged in this family. I believe an alien species delivered me to them. Sort of a strange version of the birth of Christ. Not that I am the daughter of God.
My whole life was spent trying to sleep through holidays but especially this day. It’s not the turkey saying Gobble Gobble it was me doing the Gobble to avoid being uncomfortable around people. The morning after I experienced a food hangover and was resigned to wearing elastic waistbands for a week. Of course with that comes LOW SELF ESTEEM. That usually lasts longer running to the gym daily doing 2 hour workouts.
STOP!!! I want today to be different. I am renaming today GRATITUDE GIVING DAY!!
Today is the day I will be grateful for everything about the truth of this celebration. And then I started to research the story of the humble Pilgrims engaging happily with Native Indians. As one 5th grader said they were “Besties”. Not true kids. Here’s the lowdown. My history books lied.
These foreign intruders moved into Plymouth and took over. They would go through Indian homes taking whatever they wanted and left some beads in exchange. They dug up Indian burial sites. When they found bowls, trinkets, trays that were buried with the bodies it was up for grabs to them. The friendly Pilgrims removed all the beautiful objects for their own. They left the upturned burial site with exposed dead Indian bodies destroyed. NICE!! HAPPY THANKSGIVING FOLKS???
Alright I don’t want to dredge up bad memories. America has been playing the THANKSGIVING GAME too long for me to bring up truth. I want to celebrate the country with my friends here today and thank them for being my friends.
THANK YOU ALL WHO CELEBRATE HUMANITY AND WE CAN MAKE AMERICA GREATER BY NOT DRINKING THE KOOL AID!!!!