Yesterday we celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving. If you ask me why it happens 1 month before the American one, I'd say it's part of the Canadian quirkiness. If you ask a Canadian about it, he'd probably apologize for it :-)
Yesterday we cleverly called it a Friendsgiving.
Almost half of the people around the table were coming from other countries like Australia, Chile, Venezuela. I really loved this international and inclusive feel, which definitely reflects the culture in Vancouver.
We joked about how preparing our own turkey and gravy made us feel like we had all become full grown adults... I guess we're at that stage now!
Our lovely hosts made a special effort to decorate the table with orange, red and yellow maple leaves, cinnamon candles and other small details that made this gathering more than just a dinner between friends.
10 years ago I celebrated my first American Thanksgiving in Long Island, near New York. I was barely 20 years old then, and discovered for the first time an immense sense of warmness and hospitality from a family I had just met.
The memory of that evening stayed so sharp in my mind and I know that if I get the chance to host Thanksgiving one day, I will refer to it and try to make it as special as it was for me then.
Yesterday's evening was as comforting and graceful as this old memory, and stayed asbolutely true to this holiday's spirit.
Thanksgiving is an opporunity to be thankful, so here it goes:
I am thankful to the people who invited me to spend Thanksgiving with them.
I am thankful for learning from their sense of warmth and generosity.
I am thankful for discovering that a meal could be so delicious even without using ANY cheese ! I know, it's hard to believe for us French people.
Wishing a happy Thanksgiving to everyone !
Entrepreneur and co-founder of FAQtr. From Paris, lives in Vancouver. Sharing my (humble) thoughts about being human. Love all types of creativity