You Have Permission to Skip Thanksgiving

Blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. So is gravy.

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After my father died in 2004, I started skipping family gatherings at Thanksgiving and Christmas. With my father went a lot of the magic I remembered and sorely missed, and the atmosphere lacked the jubilation and joy that made me excited for them before. So I started…