Nothing phenomenal happened for Thanksgiving. It was just really good. I say "Wonderful" sometimes when people ask, but really nothing amazing. But at the same time, it is amazing how normal it was. We cooked, we ate, we played Cranium. But it was truly wonderful. When I look back on that night in my mind, everything is tinted brown. As if the whole night had an aura of brown. There was a warmth about that night, a feeling of home. I am really lucky to have such a close extended family. When I think about my nuclear family, it's not enough. My great relationship with my favorite cousins makes up for my strained relationship with my sisters. My great relationship with my dad's siblings makes up for my emotionally bi-polar relationship with my dad. I do love my mom though. I am so extremely grateful to have her personality. I don't see many people with our personality, and when I do, that person makes me smile, just like my mama makes me smile.