First Thanksgiving

This will be my very first Thanksgiving I will be celebrating. It’s really the year of firsts isn’t it?

My boyfriend invited me to his families Thanksgiving a couple weeks ago. I was really excited when he did. Everything that involves him and spending time with him makes me happy.

I am nervous though. I am not good at meeting new people. I have only met one of his sisters and when I say ‘met’ I mean it very loosely. I have also met his mom and stepdad, but the only words we have ever exchanged is hello and goodbye when I’m leaving and they happen to be in the living room.

I’m usually the quite one in the group when meeting new people. I need to see who they are, I need to feel the environment, I need to fell safe. If not then I’ll go into my shell. There are times when surprisingly I will be the most talkative. Usually that’s with my friends.

The thing is that all his family will be there. I don’t know them, I don’t know how they function. Plus, this is the first Thanksgiving I will be attending so its new all together.

I’m scared yes, but at the same time I’m excited. I want to be happy, I want to live my life.

 

Unconventional

Yesterday was thanksgiving here in America. Don’t really know why. But everyone eats and gives thanks for what they have and blah blah. I don’t usually celebrate it so we went to the beach instead.

We went hiking in LA. It was a hidden trail that led up to a creek . Not much water but it hasn’t rained so that’s why.

After that we hit up Malibu. Spent most of our time there in a little place called Paradise Cove. Then later we went to Sabra Monica.

I was interviewed by a news channel about how hot it was and if I actually thought it was thanksgiving.

Once we came home I turned on the TV but fell asleep so I didn’t get a chance to see myself but there’s always a next time.

Nonetheless I had a great time!