It’s Thanksgiving and my husband and my sober AA friend and his family are having a traditional thanksgiving meal….at the Irish Bar across the street from where we live. We did this last year and I think I was drinking IPAs at the time trying to moderate and not knowing my sober friend was a sober AA friend. “And more will be revealed.”
Thanksgiving used to be my favorite holiday, is my favorite holiday? I have liked how it hasn’t become commercialized like Christmas and it can be about sharing food from the Americas, being grateful for what one has in life and brining people together. (ignoring the genocide and the betrayal of the people who shared their harvests)
Right now I’m a little bummed about not drinking IPAs. I’m bummed that my Thanksgiving options are choosing between bars that are offering it up. It brings up childhood thanksgivings where my mom made the whole perfect thanksgiving dinner for the extended family at the expense of her having no fun at all. But I also have beautiful thanksgiving memories at my grandma’s house, in numerous countries, with Husband before we even kissed. I’m not bummed really about the IPAs, I think I’m just ho-hummed this week in general.
This is the time to channel gratitude. Make the time (this time, this day, this life) what I want it to be, hold up the mixed bag of memories and say thank you and hello to all that went into it so I could be here on this bus in China, healthy, sober, safe and more in my life than I ever have been previously.
-Drinking: A Love Story by Caroline Knapp -Almost Alcoholic by Joseph Nowinski and Robert Doyle -After the Tears: Helping Adult Children of Alcoholics Heal Their Childhood by Jane Middelton-Moz and Lorie Dwinell