Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, a day for family, friends, and food. It’s a day, in my mind, for thinking back on what is good in my life and looking forward to what’s to come. It’s a day of grandparents sharing tales of their childhood with the little ones on their knees. It’s a day of eye rolling because you’ve heard that particular fish tale before. It’s a day of belly laughs while it gets told again.
Holidays can also be stressful. For some, it’ll be the first time sitting down for a family dinner with their father or grandmother. For others, family secrets mean that they’re sharing a meal with someone who’s abused them. Or maybe you’re trying to keep a smile on your face when you feel completely out of place because you’re dealing with someone internal struggle of your own – another miscarriage, a marriage in trouble, or a recently diagnosed mental or physical disorder.
In light of all of that, I’d like to take a minute to encourage you all to share your stories. Our lives aren’t lived in a vacuum and we’re not meant to march our paths alone. Family, friends, even those we’ve never met can touch our lives. We can touch theirs.
I am proud to be a storyteller. I’d love to tell your tale, no matter how many eyes roll or tears are shed. Every story deserves to be told.
Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org to talk about your story.
Here are the ones I’ve shared so far – stories of marriages, love, families, and friends. Everything Thanksgiving is about.