Thanksgiving is tough for me. It was a holiday just a few weeks after my husband died and is still so closely tied to that whole experience. Last Thanksgiving I was cooking some of our family favorites for the new love of my life and brought them to him to incorporate into his family celebration. It felt symbolic and it felt so fun – to be cooking for someone that loved me so much and thought I was something so special. This year, I’m cooking just a few things for my girls and our family. They all think I’m special too – so I got that going for me, which is nice. 🙂 I’ve had some much needed attention from the opposite sex this week too – so I’m planning on making that a new Thanksgiving tradition.