I don't know abou the rest of you, but I had some horrible holidays when I was a child. My dad was an alcoholic, and it seemed that he drank the most on holidays. One year, he even threatened to strangle my mother on Thanksgiving. He ended up beating her and, at 17, I finally summoned up the courage to call the police on him. I have just recently began to enjoy these times of the year. In fact, my youngest son was born around Thanksgiving. I think this happened for a reason, so that I could start to enjoy it again. But, no matter what, those ghosts of holidays past still linger.
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