My family and I never really celebrated Thanksgiving in the normal way that a family would. I mean, we made the effort to make a larger meal then most nights but that was as far as it got concerning food. We would sit down that night, and would have to say three things we were thankful for before we could eat. Mum would always say something about her garden, dad something about his cars. I was young, never really thankful for the things I should have been. Like the fact that I could sit down with my family and enjoy a well cooked meal. No, instead I would normally say something about how my hair cut didn’t turn out badly or something.