How Thanksgiving Taught Me to Put Myself First
Thanksgiving has always given me a major case of the feels. You’ve got special foods in fall colors like sweet potato soufflé, pumpkin pie, and cranberry relish that seem only to appear on the fourth Thursday in November. I associate it deeply with family togetherness, from early years spent congregating with cousins from my dad’s side in the family deli (ensuring corn beef and pastrami was intermingled with the turkey) to teenage years celebrating with my mom’s side of the family at a beach condo. In that warm glow of 1970s and 1980s nostalgia, I didn’t think much about the stress that goes into feeding a slew of hungry family members, with the inevitable squabbles about who polished off the last of the stuffing and more.
— Published on November 12, 2018