I feel like the first Thanksgiving after college is a symbolic holiday. Many of my friends are striking out on their own for the first time this holiday. Instead of going back to their parents' houses they are planning the big meal and inviting new co-workers and friends over to their apartments.
Funny thing is, I don't miss that. Though I am often reminded that I have been giving up that precious first year on my own, I figure I'll have it next year.
Or not, because what I really miss is dinner with my family and friends. And if I'm in the States next year, you can bet I'll be pooling my money to head back home for that one night.
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