Thank you for traveling with me on this journey through queer parenting, step-parenting, adoptive parenting, simply parenting through everyday struggles to find a common ground on which to raise a child. Thank you for your friendship, online and off, as we figure out what works and what doesn’t, blowing off steam along the way. Thank you for your words. Thank you for reading mine.
How was your Thanksgiving? How was the family? Did you spend the holiday with friends?
For me, Thanksgiving is about generosity and gratitude – “the two G’s,” as my friend put it yesterday while roasting pine nuts for the spinach salad.
How can I be generous? For what am I grateful? Asking these questions puts me in the spirit of openness. Anything else the day may hold then is … gravy.
But today is the day after Thanksgiving, and for that reason alone, I am keeping this short, although it may also be true that I:
- Slept in this morning, and only have 15 minutes to write this before the arbitrary 7:15 a.m. deadline I’ve set for myself
- Dreamt all night of turkey, remembering my daughter next to me during Thanksgiving Dinner, flapping her arms and asking for “more chicken” after two years without meat in our kitchen
- Still need to pick-up after last night’s pie, bourbon and debauchery
- Woke up early to the sound of cartoons in our living room, couldn’t fall back asleep, and now I’m grumpy so I can’t write
- Don’t plan to change out of my pajamas all day long (What does this have to do with keeping it short? I don’t know.)
- Got up at the crack of dawn for Black Friday shopping in a neighboring suburb and now I’m typing this on my Android
- Discovered late last night that the dog ate my blog notes
Take your pick. Some of this is actually true.
So … what are you up to today? No, really – what are you doing right now? Or thirty minutes from now when you’re done surfing the internet? (Do people still say that, or is there a new slang for wandering around online?)
Come by later if you want some pie. I plan to have some for breakfast, but there’s plenty more.