I know it’s December, but I’m still thinking about Thanksgiving. And it’s because of my brothers.
Yes, because I’m thankful for them, but there’s more to it. It really comes down to that I don’t see them enough.
We see each other every Thanksgiving which is pretty incredible for a family strewn across the country: My mom is in Hawaii, I’m in California, one brother is in Michigan and the other brother is in New York.
But about 5 years ago we made it a priority to see each other every Thanksgiving, because life is short. And family is what matters.
Here’s what happened.