Some people have asked how I can stand being alone on a holiday. It’s not easy to explain. Yes, I miss my family, but I live far from all of them. West coast, Midwest, and Florida at times. It’s not always practical from a time or financial standpoint to head home for the holidays. I am grateful when I can spend holidays with them.
I used to visit other people’s homes for holidays and while I loved it (miss hanging with some families in particular), it is sometimes stressful for me walking into a handful of strangers and their family dynamic whatever it is just for the sake of not being alone on a holiday. I used to be more stressed out by being alone vs not being alone, but no more.
I am not afraid or stressed out by being alone. Ever. Even on holidays. It’s not an act, it is a genuine state of being for me. I put on music or a movie or whatever sport is in season and I cook and sing and make myself laugh (I am currently sporting bandaids on each thumb from knife incidents earlier). I am my own good company. I choose to be happy regardless of my circumstances.
I have had a great day today. I created savory culinary delights in my new kitchen. I decorated my balcony and made a lot of soup. I watched a football game, Gone With the Wind, and I have a cup of coffee in one hand and wine in the other.
For this attitude, being comfortable in my own skin, for being happy no matter what, for being my own good company, for that, today, and most days, I am incredibly thankful.
I hope you had a great day today no matter how you chose to celebrate. I am thankful for all that stop to see what crazy thing I’m up to when they have a chance.
Happy Thanksgiving! 🦃