Actually, the road block began Wednesday night in the midst of our travels to my father's house.
At 21 years old, I have finally come to the conclusion that my family will never be "normal".
Every holiday I must choose who I want to spend my time with.
This year, my family was spread out not only over one state, but two.
I was finding it hard to be thankful when I was stuck in this sticky issue.
Where do I go? Who do I choose to be with?
Then I remembered.
I'm not in the hospital fighting for my life at this moment.
Why does it matter so much who I am with?
What I am doing is most important.
Celebrating life, love, and happiness.
The tears then started to clear up, and I was able to enjoy my holiday with some of my closest family members.
How was your thanksgiving?