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thanksgiving.....a time for tears? I think not.
thanksgiving, a day to be thankful and happy, yet for some reason I wasn't. Maybe it's because I know that the miles have been set between us and the road was to far for me to travel to see you. Maybe it was because the most cheerful part of our meal was always grandpa's funny remarks about everyones cooking, or him standing behind dad every step of the way telling him the right way to fry a turkey. Something about today just wasn't right. I don't know if it was the fact that i'm a hundred miles away from all the people that I love the most. Or the fact that I have a little sister back home that I miss like hell. But still I should of been happy right? Wrong. I can't quite figure out why the day's like this, why I just feel like crying instead of smiling. Yeah I know i'm sitting next to the man I love eating turkey and filling my belly with some damn good food. But that's not enough for me right now. I need more. I want more.
