For anyone who doesn't know,
I'm Canadian.
And I like Thanksgiving.
The Canadian Thanksgiving is in October.
Growing up, Thanksgiving was a time when
instead of my family traveling to Toronto
to visit relatives,
they would come visit us.
When Scott and I were together,
living in Canada,
Thanksgiving was different.
We didn't always get to travel to Toronto.
I can honestly only remember one Thanksgiving.
We were together in Ottawa.
I wanted a "traditional" dinner,
but a turkey for the two of us didn't make sense.
So we bought cornish hens!
Our Thanksgiving in Korea was a lot of fun.
The Canadian Embassy held a huge Thanksgiving dinner.
Turkey and all the trimmings.
Since leaving Korea,
Thanksgivings have come and gone.
We hardly remember our Thanksgiving.
The American Thanksgiving means
we need to get our heads around the fact that it's almost Christmas.
Then Thanksgiving happened this year.
I'd like to say we got Thanksgiving off
because it's an American school,
however I'm told not all American schools have this as a holiday.
I got to experience a fabulous Thanksgiving
with my Lusakan family.
There was turkey.
We had 4 turkeys!
With tons of sides.
And there was dessert.
Tons of dessert.
But the best part of Thanksgiving,
is not the food,
but the mates.
The people who have welcomed us
to Lusaka.
The people who have made us a part
of their family.
The people who bring joy to
our lives.
is not the food,
but the mates.
The people who have welcomed us
to Lusaka.
The people who have made us a part
of their family.
The people who bring joy to
our lives.