A nice, quiet, Thanksgiving
“Listen to your own, inner voice” They say. The all-knowing They. But inside my head I hear a screaming sound. It may be a handcuffed pilot watching the plane go down. Or maybe it’s the product of an America so obsessed with individualism and personal liberty that we have forgotten how to connect to community, driven by social media right into isolation, clicking “like” as we forget how to relate in the real world. Or maybe I’m just bored.
Whatever it is, that scream is annoying, and insidious.
“I read your blog…” said my new baker buddy.
“What did you think?” I asked, honestly curious.
The pause was expressive. “I don’t want to offend you.” For the second time this week I found myself explaining that as far as I remember, I’ve been offended once, in 2006.
She continued “Well… I like the person I hang out with a lot more than the person who writes that blog. That person is very…” What was the word she used? It could have been “self-obsessed.”
“But when we hang out, you’re not like that at all.”
What’s the opposite of offended? I felt that.
This is a travel blog, but in the absence of travel, I wasn’t sure what to post. Recollections didn’t get much traction, and a writer I respect advised me to put more of myself in there. “Post all this doubt and uncertainty!” It sounded like a good idea at the time.
She may be right, probably is, but enough is enough. Eventually I’ll figure out (or remember?) how to put more Me into these words without overwhelming them, but today I’m going to take the easy way out, saved by the calendar.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. That makes today the easiest day of the year for an American to spout 500 words. Just choose a top few things you’re thankful for. I have a long list of those, but have already blathered away most of my word count.
Thing I’m Grateful for #1: Family and friends.
If I list the friends, we’ll be here all day, so I’ll keep that one in my diary, where I’ll read it thrice. But tomorrow I will sit among family, the place I flew 8,000 miles to be. A Thanksgiving day so different from some in the past.
Three of my brothers won’t be there physically, but that’s alright, they’re family, so they’re there, manifested among my sister, parents, and two other brothers (I count sibling’s partners, my family’s not THAT big).
Family doesn’t have to do or say anything, we’ll just hang out for a little while. Eat stuffing. Serve pie. Drink tea. Some of the things that mean “family” to me. Tea…that one has long been a staple of family life, in our somewhat-British household…
That screaming sound? Maybe it’s just the kettle boiling, ready to pour.
Happy Thanksgiving my dear 🙂
A very happy Thanksgiving to you too! I love that I got three Thanksgiving wishes from three different countries on here! Now that’s globalization at it’s finest. Hopefully we didn’t also export Black Friday tramplings….
:). Oh I am in Cincinnati ;). Black Fridays have never won me over..lol!
Happy Thanksgiving 😀
A very happy Thanksgiving to you too! I love that I got three Thanksgiving wishes from three different countries on here! Now that’s globalization at it’s finest, and I would much rather have this associated with my poor wayward country than McDonalds et al. Happy Thanksgiving Denmark!
Hope you had a happy Thanksgiving! (It’s over now, yes? I’m a little unclear.)
Gosh if you sound self-obsessed here imagine how I must sound.
And a very happy Thanksgiving to you too! Yup, it’s all over for the year, survived yet again. There’s something inherently egocentric about a personal blog, but I feel like I’ve gotten into a rut of doing it the wrong way, though it could also be that I just haven’t been that interested in/proud of my posts lately. Blech, I’m doing it again!
I gotta go find an orphanage to talk/think about!
Hope you had a nice Thanksgiving. I did. And no shopping.
By the way, you seem like a perfectly decent guy on your blog, to me.