For me, Thanksgiving and grief are intertwined.
They weren’t always inextricable the way they are now, but 11 years ago, everything changed.
I lost my husband, my dad, and a baby. I was reeling. Like I said in this episode, the first year of grief feels like a blur. That first Thanksgiving? When my husband had died two days before? I should have been getting a lobotomy, not getting dressed up for Thanksgiving.
If Thanksgiving is hard for you because you have family that isn’t so great or you are also in your grief season, I have advice for you I wish I had known that first year:
