Holidays, Xan & Bob

A week of gratitude…first my sisters

One week from today is Thanksgiving. I’m not sure how the holiday season is suddenly here. Where has the year gone?

It’s a bit of a strange feeling for me. Although there are signs of Christmas starting to show around here I have no feel for Thanksgiving coming. If I were back home I would be seeing every other T.V. commercial about being with your family for Thanksgiving. What to serve. Where to buy everything. I would be wandering into shops that are decorated with Thanksgiving motif. I would be anticipating The Countdown to Christmas on the Hallmark Channel which starts at Thanksgiving.

I’ve been here before in this wanting to be in two places at once. I want to be where we are, but I also want to be immersed in all things Thanksgiving. Bob and I have written out our menu and I have started to hunt down ingredients. At least the turkey is taken care of.

Today I sent an invite via WhatsApp to some friends inviting them to join us for Thanksgiving. The translation that I put was more wrong than right and in my rush to get it sent I really didn’t read it closely to judge if it made sense. I know it brought laughter to our friends and to be honest it brought utter embarrassment and frustration to me. I hope by next Thanksgiving I will be able to communicate correctly and eloquently how much their friendship means to us.

A week of gratitude

I thought I would start a week of gratitude. Of giving thanks.

First up…I am extremely thankful that I have the two bestest sisters in the universe! Sandy and Vicky! Although I know that they do not like having me live so far away they have done nothing but support and encourage me through this journey. Thank you for all of your love and support! I miss you heaps!!!!


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