Island Thanksgiving
Different is the best word I can think of to describe this Thanksgiving. Now, I don't mean different in a bad way, but when I think back on past Thanksgivings, this one was quite different. I grew up spending Thanksgiving in beautiful New England surrounded by family and delicious food, breathing in the cool crisp air, playing football (sometimes in the snow), and shooting some guns. Some years we would even go Black Friday shopping. Then I went off to college in Florida, and Thanksgiving was different with the air not so cool. I spent it with only my sister one year, then only Luke and friends for the next three years. Last year, I was back in New Hampshire on break from teaching, and spent one more Thanksgiving with my family and Luke. It was just perfect, complete with some Black Friday shopping with my sister and brother in law. Fast forward to this year. This year was almost completely different. My last name is different this year, for one thing, and as it was our first m...