blogging
I was born in Mexico and migrated to the United States in 1996. Thanksgiving was not something we celebrated in my hometown. I wasn’t even aware of what it meant until much later. Eventually, I thought of it as the “turkey” holiday and a day when we had the
thankful
I am thankful. But there is something special about this time of the year, the warm colors, the reds, oranges, and yellows of the leaves, the colder temperatures, it’s all perfect to feel the beauty and experience of nature but also our vulnerability to it. I am thankful I