Sloppy Joe Thanksgiving

I wonder if something is wrong with me. I often feel like, pardon the cliché, I’ve gone off the beaten path. Or off the deep end. The things that excite everyone around the holidays are unimportant to me. How I handled it this year is a case in point.

I saw a feature on the news about a man who was alone on Thanksgiving and figured there must be many others like him; so, he planned a dinner for anyone who had no place else to go. He started some time ago and the first year there were twelve guests; it grew each year and now he has over sixty who attend.

His event is so busy he doesn’t have time to sit down and eat dinner himself. He loves it and it really makes him feel good to provide a place for so many people.  Some of his guests were interviewed and remarked that they attend every year; they often meet the same people and have become like friends.

This is a lovely thing. But this year, I just wasn’t up for anything. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not lonely. I have plenty of friends, places to go and things to do. In fact the week before Thanksgiving, I spent three days at a rented lake house with ten girlfriends. We had many group meals, toasts to the past and future and lots of laughs. Maybe that was a thanksgiving of a different sort.

I had two options for Thanksgiving this year, one with a relative and another with a friend. I passed on them both. I just didn’t feel like it. Which leads me back to wondering if there’s something wrong with me.

I woke up Thanksgiving morning and it felt like just another day. I picked up my medications. The pharmacy thought it was just another day. Then I went to the grocery store. Same there, with families, couples and singles slowly perusing the aisles as though they had all the time in the world.

After putting groceries away, I spent the day reading and catching up on a few taped TV programs. I took a short nap. Later, I watched the Thanksgiving Day Parade I’d previously taped. The three hours only took one to watch on fast forward, stopping when it looked interesting.  The Rockettes were great.

I had Sloppy Joes for lunch and dinner. Hardly any prep or clean up time. My phone never rang once and I spoke to no one all day.  That might sound dismal but for me it was peace and serenity. Watching the pre-Black Friday crowds on TV made me thankful I don’t need anything that bad. There’s nothing wrong with me.



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