You see, I returned to the Gulf Coast on Tuesday to celebrate Thanksgiving break with my second family (aka my best friend, Logan, and her family). I'm practically buzzing with excitement at the thought of spending time with these people when I haven't seen them in three or four months. They're such wonderful people, and knowing that they readily accept me into their home on such an occasion makes my heart swell three times its size.
The reason why I'm here and not with my actual family involves a long story full of sighs and woe, but I'm not going to elaborate on that because it's time to celebrate!
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11/28/2013
The hustle and bustle of Logan's family preparing for a huge Thanksgiving dinner is something I've never really experienced before. My family isn't that big, nor is it very close, so this is a difference I'm more than willing to accept. There's something about watching a family come together, despite the dysfunction of its members, and function together and create such a loving environment. Even just hearing snippets of excited conversation and getting a whiff of all the food people bring in to share while I write makes me think, Wow. This is what Thanksgiving is supposed to be.
This is just... amazing. I don't even care about the obnoxious Christmas music floating through the house (when honestly, November's not even over yet, what even). This is what a proper holiday celebration is, and I absolutely love it. Can I do this every year, please?
And about six hours later, I don't think I've felt so full in such a long time. Thank you, Belhaven, you useless source of sustenance. I'm reveling in this comatose state that has settled upon the entire house, post-gorging. I could definitely get behind having this become a normal thing that happens.
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11/29/2013
Excuse the sudden change in tense, but I'm doing the normal recounting of events instead of writing while the events happen. It just seems easier to me. Ahem.
Today was another day worth celebrating. I mean, I turned eighteen years old; how awesome is that? It feels odd, being able to say that I'm (in legal terms) an adult. However, I still feel like I'm
Not only that, but I am no longer legally bound to my mother. Well, somewhat, because Mississippi has weird emancipation laws that say you have to be 21 before you're completely on your own, but that's beside the point. The point is that I am no longer required by law to obey her every command. It's liberating because, although I've never had much problem with listening to her before, I simply have the choice not to. Independence is what I've been striving for all this time, and just knowing that I'm on my own when it comes to most of my decision-making is both thrilling and terrifying.
Oh, and if you're wondering if anything amazing happened in the world outside of my own head, you're in luck. I had Olive Garden for the first time today. Now THAT is worth celebrating. I seriously don't get why I haven't been there before? This is a sad life I have been living - one that I can't be sure if I really want to accept. All I know is that I just wanted all of that delicious food (especially the shrimp ravioli) and uuuuuuughhhh -- *curls into a ball of sadness on the floor*
Aside from that... As a whole, my birthday was a pretty uneventful, yet amazing one because I was surrounded by people that love me and actually wanted to make sure that today was a great day for my sake. Knowing that just warms my heart because not many people go out of their way for others like that. It still amazes me, that people still do that in this world filled with selfishness and cruelty.
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Now that the celebrating is over, and I have to return to Belhaven tomorrow for finals, I will say that this has been a satisfying Thanksgiving break. After a lot of thought, I'm not exactly sure if my Christmas break will be as great, but I think that as long as I am able to surround myself with the right people, I will be okay.
- Sara
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