I had the pleasure of spending the afternoon with several of my nieces and nephews recently and they tried to convince me that since Thanksgiving is a day of family that I should really make the trip back East to enjoy it with my extended family. I let them know that while I loved them all very much, traveling at Thanksgiving is off the table for me. Just too much craziness with fellow travelers who don't travel often, and shall we say, are not in the mood of the holiday when they are stuck or delayed. Which in November is bound to happen somewhere. As a people we have lost the sense of wonder at how quickly we can get places and have replaced it with irritation when that doesn't materialize for us. So traveling at Thanksgiving is more like hand to hand combat than a celebration.
The fact that we are not together often enough does not change the fact that I love being an aunt. I am not much of a lover of small children, but I do love teens. My nieces and nephews are all growing into amazing people doing many cool and different things, and I take neither the credit nor the blame. It is perfect. I can just enjoy them.
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