It’s the same every year. Every year as the holidays approach people are inundated with holiday cheer, dinner plans, and that incessant need to buy someone a gift. Lights, packages, and bows, trees to find an adorn, stockings to be hung, the impending weight that family members you haven’t seen in nearly a year will be present at dinner watching you eat. It can be a bit overwhelming at times. And if by chance, you are a part of that unlucky group that’s actually suffered a loss during this time, then you can just add those emotions on top of all of it, to complete the long, slow, growing feeling of dread as the date approaches.

Thanksgiving is in nine days. Nine days from now people will be gathering together with their families, eating food, and talking about the things they’re thankful for. Happens every year here in the U.S. .

I say in the U.S., because for some reason this was the first year it occurred to me that not everyone celebrates Thanksgiving. I know, I know. I judged me too. As well as, gave myself all sorts of internal smacks in the head for not thinking. It was a Scooby. Totally got me to thinking….wait, so other countries don’t take a moment to be thankful for anything? Other places on the globe don’t have a national holiday dedicated to the thoughtfulness and appreciation of their life and the people that are in it? How sad.