It’s Thanksgiving again and I feel compelled to share my thoughts related to being vegan in this time of year. My family is not the most functional, but no one has the perfect family. They try to connect on major holidays and the photo is of me cutting up fresh baked soda bread for Thanksgiving many years ago. I love to cook and I love my family. When I lived closer to them, I would invite everyone over to share the day with me. They knew they would be eating vegan and I am certain some would have loved a giant turkey, but the ones that came were always happy to share the day.
I can’t go to a traditional Thanksgiving meal anymore. Because my veganism began due to intolerances and years of begin sick, all I remember is being sick. In fact, turkey was one of my bigger sickness triggers. Even smelling it today makes me nauseous and want to run screaming from the building. I try to be respectful of other peoples choices so they will be tolerant of mine. It doesn’t always work out this way, but I try. The end result is finding ways to enjoy the holiday that don’t make me sick. Now that I live far from my family again, I just don’t travel during this busy weekend.
Thanksgiving is a celebration of the love of food and family for me. My very best friends are my family too and I will be spending the day with some of them. We will have a big vegan brunch and stuff ourselves silly. On Sunday, Modern Love, our new local vegan restaurant, is having a brunch event for Vegan Omaha, our local vegan social group. I will be there too. The rest of the weekend will be filled with decorating my home and improv comedy. I can’t think of a better way to fill four days.
I hope you can find the happy vegan space this weekend that is also full of love.