Turkey day is such a weird holiday. I won’t bore you with long rambling about the history of Thanksgiving or the controversy surrounding it, but even on a personal level it feels odd. In a normal year, loved ones take a day to be grateful by stuffing their faces with food and watching (mostly) bad football. I tend to give one of my cousins a hard time about the halftime concert during the Cowboys game, and half my fam falls into a tryptophan induced coma before the third game hits halftime.
I didn’t realize how much the holiday mattered to me until I spent two years in South Korea teaching small children about the English speaking world.