I was thinking about this very topic the other day. I was born and raised in the British West Indies and immigrated to the USA in 1986 for college but become a naturalized US citizen in 1993.
I learned much about my family from the stories my mother, aunts, uncles, and grandparents told me. Many of these people are long gone and I feel disappointed that I did not do this with my kids. In my defence, living in New Jersey, I did not have the support of having family members (or photographs) who could help me pass along family history to my American children. Perhaps it's not too late.
Bhavna and I were not up for hosting Thanksgiving this year. Grave’s disease left me feeling exhausted and anxious. Bhavna has been very supportive taking on helping me schedule physician appointments and planning my calendar for pre-op and surgery. We were both feeling overwhelmed. We told friends and family that we would not be hosting this year.
Everyone was disappointed so Falguni and Dipan decided that they would host Thanksgiving this year.
That's what I am thankful for. That Bhavna and I have a support system. People who are there to pick us up, to carry our load, when we stumble and fall. These are the moments in life that I think makes for the best kind of memories.
I didn't take many photos (my eyes are irritated from Grave's Eye Disease) from last night, but I did capture a few moments.
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The Tuesday Photo Challenge is a weekly theme-based challenge for photographers of all kinds to share both new and old photography. This week's theme is animals
The only animals I saw this week were a deer that ran across the road while on the way to the office and the squirrel running across the road while coming back from getting my hair cut. It's winter here. The animals are in hiding. It's dark when I leave home on my commute to work. It's still dark when I leave the office to come home for dinner. I get most of my photography done on the weekend. And this weekend was dark and damp.
These particular animals shown here are family. My sister-in-law's husband -- the bigger animal in the photo -- is celebrating his 40th year of his birth. The little animals lined up to ensure the were awarded a share of the sugared dough covered with colored sugar. It was like watching lions hunt. The little ones are my wife's cousin nephews. That's a way of saying it's her two first cousin's kids. I am not sure who the ladies in the right background are, but they are the family of family.
The one lady in the middle background is my wife. Sometimes she thing I small like an animal.
Yes, human beings are animals. Some would say the most dangerous ones on the planet. We kill for sport. We eat more than we need to sustain our bodies. We take what we want from the earth and give nothing back. We are more like viruses.