What if Grandmother Lives in an Apartment?

Thanks: An expression of gratitude; grateful acknowledgement of something received by or done for one.

Thanksgiving is a time when loving families get together in a spirit of peace and unbelievable love for a great big Lovefest. Everything is wonderful because everybody loves each other so much. There is so much love in the air that the Love Boat spontaneously blows up. Those people only wish they could love as much as families on Thanksgiving, especially alcoholic families, who almost have the market cornered on wonderful family reunions, where everything is sure to go well. Relatives travel from far and near for joyous reunions and intimate sharing of all of our deepest, most profoundly personal affairs.

Sounds good, doesn't it? Unless you come from a family where nobody likes anybody else. Sometimes the distaste is right out in the open and leads to arguments and fistfights and cutting comments dripping with bitter sarcasm. Or a family that isn't that close, where nice people sit around uncomfortably pretending to have strong feelings for people who they would rather not be around. Forced love is almost worse than open warfare. Not everybody is close. That's OK. It's not a character flaw if you aren't crazy about your brother in law that you see once a year, on some day of Mandatory Cheer.

You're not alone during the holidays. Don't believe all of that happy go lucky horseshit that you see on TV. Better yet, turn off the TV and go take a walk. Burn off some calories and some edgy, angsty fear.

Take it easy. It isn't going to be that bad