Thanks Giving and Friends.

Happy be later thanksgiving my dearest readers! As usual I along with my close family am staying with my relit gee in Michigan for the thanksgiving holiday. Although thanksgiving in Michigan was same old, see family, bake pie, eat, watch TV, this year a thanksgiving event occurred that changed my perspective of the holiday. Of course I love the overall concept of giving thanks and a day to do it, but within my family it's not exactly a holiday I look forward to. This year though my lunch table at school all agreed to celebrate together in a small way the last day before school. At the lunches prior to it we planned a balanced menu, decreed who would contribute what, including table cloths and plates. It was the kinda thing I get super excited about as a rule and throw myself into, while the others roll their eyes at my over enthusiasm at the matter. I knew a majority of the people at my table decently well, but was both surprised and pleased at their enthusiasm for our upcoming event as well. When the Tuesday finally came I was exhausted from multiple previous events, and simply woke up pulled on one of my not best dresses, slipped the cheesecake I had stayed up till midnight baking into a basket and went to school. When I got there I was still tired and felt non-chalet about the whole thing but immediately my lunch table friends outside and in of first period got me excited again. They were so hyped, so of course I got hyped as well. Every class was one of excitement people peering into my secretive basket, wondering about the contents. Then finally lunch came. I leaped up from my seat in English and rushed to the lunch room a couple other people were already there and with there help and started to organize and decorate the table. More people arrived with excited squeals and comments as they saw the beautiful table. Upon white and maroon cloths lay piled more dishes then even our bunch of hungry teens could eat. Finally everyone arrived pictures where taken, exclamations exchanged.
Sitting there with my school friends passing plastic containing of stuffing, and mashed potatoes around the table. Having people from other tables stand up and walk over jaws dropped at what we had created. And we say, and talked, and ate, reveling in out creation and friendship. I think out of every thanksgiving meal I have ever been to, or participated in that was the most special. Coming together with a group I choose to be with, throwing my heart and soul into it instead of just riding along in the backseat of the car to get there. That is what thanksgiving is supposed to be about. I know this is late, but on this thanksgiving I want to give thanks for friends. Those at my lunch table, and those I have all around the world. You all mean so much to me. Thank you.