First, allow me to apologize for the following: I hate holidays. Some more than others.
Thinking back, I believe it started at Halloween. All those covered faces and dressing up, chasing candy at night, tripping through yards and bouncing off fences hidden in the dark, or stumbling into ditches, often alone. Especially Halloween parties, ugh.
Veterans Day to reflect upon those who died in service to our country.
Next, Thanksgiving, as a child at the kids’ table as an adult making small talk. Someone would ask a question and two sentences uttered they had moved on.
Thumbs up for leftovers.
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