“Traditionally, it is a time to give thanks for the harvest and express gratitude in general,” according to Wikipedia.
No harvest here, so I guess I express “gratitude in general.”
Mom and Pop are deceased, but I know that they are around in a spirit-in-the-sky kind of way, so I want to thank them for raising me and not interfering with my feminine ways when I was growing up.
Maybe they could have been a little more encouraging by buying me some dresses to wear around the house (so I wouldn’t have to borrow my sister’s) and buying me some dolls of my very own (so I wouldn’t have to borrow my sister’s). It probably would have made my sister happy, too; I wouldn’t be borrowing her stuff and she would have had a “sister” to play with.
On the other hand, it could have been a lot worse and they could have forced me to be masculine!
So, thank you Mom and Pop for letting me be me.
(Caveat Emptor: This is an update of a post I wrote for a previous Thanksgiving.)
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| Wearing Trina Turk |
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| Anna María, a Femulate reader shopping in southwestern Ontario. |