On the top is a very old picture of me and my siblings and no im not adopted. My two brothers and one of my sisters have a different dad so we look nothing alike. My mom had me at 40 so all of my three other siblings were out of the house when I was growing up. Since all of us have busy and hectic lives we rarely all get together that’s why I love Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving is the time where we all come together and have fun like we use to. Every Thanksgiving we all go black Friday shopping after we’re done eating and taking a nap. One of the many reasons why I love my family so much is the fact that was so much different than other families. Yes, having a different family isn’t always a good thing and we do have our downfalls but its never boring. This year was way different than the rest. Instead of all of my family together some people were missing. One of my brothers is away right now and so he wasn’t able to come to Thanksgiving. Also, both of my nieces weren’t able to come and one of my sisters decided not to come this year. This changed the whole mood for Thanksgiving and it didn’t feel the same. Without my whole family there it different really feel like Thanksgiving at all. Also, we usually find really good stuff on black Friday but this year we all didn’t really find any amazing deals which added the icing to the shitty cake. Not only was Thanksgiving with my siblings horrible but also the Thanksgiving with my dad’s side of the family.
My grandma was always the host for any family gathering we had. When my grandma passed away 3 years ago everything changed. My grandpa has been gone for almost 12 years and Oma(grandma) was the only thing holding our family together. None of that side of the family talks to each other anymore and they constantly hold grudges against each other. When Oma was alive the house was packed with friends and family, there were so many people they had to put two tables together for all of to fit. Now, when I went to Thanksgiving this year we were able to all fit at one table. The only people that were there was one of my uncles, his wife, his father-in-law, and his two kids. It was almost like I wasn’t suppose to be there like I walked into the wrong house. I use to be so close to my uncles and now I hate that it almost feels awkward to just talk to any of them.
Im Thankful to have living family members still and I wish that my family could see what I see. Maybe sometime soon the rest of my family will come to there senses and see what they should be thankful for…family.