Holy fuck at least my cousins were actually uncharacteristically nice to me that day. But yeah Easter, Christmas, camping, even the last day of my honeymoon.

This story only starts out like a horror story. It was horrible for me at the time. My boyfriend and I were celebrating our first Thanksgiving together. It was also just a couple years since my Mom died, a loss which had blasted a huge hole in our family. We scattered after that and had Thanksgivings either alone or…