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When I was in 4th Grade or so we went to my aunt’s for Thanksgiving. We spent the whole day making turkeys and a meal (complete with side dishes) out of FIMO (clay)
My aunt still brings them out every year and she just sent me this.
My aunt still brings them out every year and she just sent me this.
I tell you this first to show you I know how embedded Thanksgiving is in American culture, and many touching memories many families may have.
And I know that is what makes the horrible truth so hard to hear.
And I know that is what makes the horrible truth so hard to hear.
Especially as a Jew I struggle very hard with it. Thanksgiving at it’s core, is unequivocally a holiday that marks the genocide of the Native Americans (pls let me know if this terminology is wrong) https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.nytimes.com/2019/11/27/opinion/thanksgiving-history.amp.html
When people bring this up, I see the same thing again and again - defensiveness. It’s hard to consider that such an important day for family can be such a painful day for anyone else. It feels like a personal attack.
The first step is not to let it.
The first step is not to let it.
Acknowledge the truth - maybe just for yourself this year. Understand just how heart-wenching the history of this country is, starting at the beginning. Accept the fact that you still live on top of this truth.
By this point I must sound like a broken record, but acceptance of this truth does not make all your pain nor all your joy any less real.
What can be done? I don’t know, but I believe in baby steps. This year just take it all in. Look at the world, look at our country, look at the stats on Native women who go missing.
Bring it in to your holiday and see what you can build from there
Bring it in to your holiday and see what you can build from there
I have pretty serious brain fog (I think from caloric deficit) so I have no idea if any of that makes sense.
But I will come back to this!
But I will come back to this!
