Thanksgiving Guilt: Not on the Menu!

The woman behind me in Kings tossed her groceries onto the conveyor belt, apologizing to the cashier. “I usually make everything myself. But this year, my father is sick and I’m buying.”  The young woman scanning the prices smiled. Like a knowing hairdresser, she seemed as if she’d heard all this before; she was happy to serve as this customer’s confession booth.

I turned to the frazzled woman, who seemed embarrassed that I heard her lament. “There’s no room for guilt in your life,” I told her, quoting a friend of mine who had enlightened me with that motto just a few days ago.

“Yes, I know,” the woman said, explaining in more detail why she wasn’t making every last scrap of the Thanksgiving meal. I heard the saga: one son going to his girlfriend’s family; another son and husband opting to stay home, and her ill father and mother all alone two states away. Almost sounded like a reciting of “This Little Piggy.”

It’s easy to tell someone else to not feel guilty.  That doesn’t mean I believe it. Guilt weighs me down daily, particularly when it comes to my parents, who also live two states away. I don’t see them enough. My children don’t see them enough. They can’t travel the way they used to. I worry about them. I wish we were closer. And to top it off, we’re not going there Thanksgiving.

My children voted to have the holiday at our house.  They don’t see each other often; they wanted to just be together.  My second son and daughter haven’t met their new niece, born in September.  “We’ll create our own traditions,” one daughter-in-law said, trying to assuage my guilt.

So home it is.

And yes, I’m making 95% of the meal myself. I’m enjoying finding the recipes and tailoring the menu to my family’s tastes. Roasted sweet potatoes replacing ones drizzled in honey.  Two cans of cranberry sauce and my homemade spicy cranberry chutney instead of my mom’s soupy sauce. (I always loved  it but no one in my family did.) And we’ll eat around 4 instead of two.

Yet, the guilt pursues me.  My three siblings, their spouses, my two nephews and four nieces will be at my parents.   My kids won’t see their cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents. Jobs, travel, family, colleges in far-flung states, and life keep the 24 of us, (three under 2 years old),  busy and apart.

Alas.

“Oh well.  There are other meals,” the lady in Kings said, as she rolled her cart out the door.

(zwani.com)

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About cyclingrandma

I was a journalist (Danbury News-Times, Ct), before becoming a teacher, and continue to write for professional journals. I have written several study guides for Penguin Books and write for Education Update, a newspaper based in New York City. (www.educationupdate.com). I’ve interviewed many authors, college presidents, and scientists. I wrote “The Kentucky Derby’s Forgotten Jockeys” for Smithsonian Magazine's website, www.smithsonian.com. (April, 2009). Two essays have been published in book anthologies; one for Wisdom of Our Mothers, (Familia Books) and the other in “College Search and Parent Rescue: Essay for Parents by Parents of College-Going Students.” (St. Martin’s Press). I was a middle school Language Arts teacher for more than 10 years and have just completed a five year grant position under No Child Left Behind in Newark, NJ public schools. I have three children, two daughters-in law, and six grandchildren. I'm an avid cyclist, knitter, cook, and reader. I love theater, museums, and yoga.
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11 Responses to Thanksgiving Guilt: Not on the Menu!

  1. Madeline Taylor says:

    Very sweet post! Mom and I absolve you from your guilt. Daddy and one of our siblings just like to hear themselves talk but I don’t think they mind THAT much that you’re not here. My husband and daughter are none-too happy about not seeing Lydia BUT she makes a regular effort to visit us AND both of you came when Ruby was sick which makes up for Thanksgiving guilt this year and all the ones to come!!
    Enjoy.
    Just save us leftovers for when we arrive in time for second sitting!

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  2. It doesn’t always come together the way we would like it to. But you are very right. Life is too short to agonize over a single meal.

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  3. Naomi says:

    Don’t feel bad; we’ll see you in December. Also, Madeline, what’s that comment about siblings hearing themselves talk??

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  4. Nancy Janow says:

    Being a family means never having to say you’re sorry or that you are feeling guilty (Did I steal that from some sappy novel???)

    Happy Thanksgiving, Winklers!

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  5. Sounds so wonderful. We are travelling to see family. Enjoy it.

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  6. Madeline Taylor says:

    Will finish most of the patchkering tonight. Save tomorrow for organizing.Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. I’ll miss your comment about how colorful the plate is.Managed to find one Chanukuh present today. We’ll see you then. Again, enjoy the day. Love Mom.

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  7. Leah says:

    Very nice post! And Happy Thanksgiving to you!

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