First off…Happy Thanksgiving.
Now this is supposed to be a happy day. A day to celebrate and be thankful for family and friends. A day to be happy and joyful. Why does this day feel so dismal and miserable? I don’t want to be a downer on what is supposed to be a happy day, but I can’t help it. It’s been just over a year after loosing my mom and it’s hard to find a reason to chipper these days. Holidays just aren’t the same without her. She was the reason I went to family gatherings. She made me feel safe and whole. Now there is a giant hole in my heart. One that Turkey and pies just can’t fill. I don’t even like pies. I was never that into Thanksgiving in the first place. It wasn’t a huge tradition for my family. More so when I was younger. Then again, when I got back from the Marine Corps. Now it’s just like any other day.
I was hoping to write a longer post, but I don’t have it in me today. I’m honestly upset and I don’t know how to handle it. I thought writing about it would help me, but it doesn’t make me feel anything. I’m only an empty shell today.
Please don’t let my sadness get you down today. Have a good day with your family and friends. Don’t forget to social distance and stay safe.
I Create Chaos 