It is interesting that even though I have spent half of my life in the U.S., it is only in the last year or two that I have embraced some American traditions. Well, “some” meaning one: Thanksgiving. It is not a holiday that holds much significance to me as I grew up in Hong Kong. But having a true Yankee as a partner, and my sister and her family living fairly close by, has made it hard to avoid celebrating this occasion. I find it interesting to see what traditions I, and other people who arrive in another country as students and adults, choose to partake in, and which ones we do not. And what guides our choices?
Also, I never had a conventional Thanksgiving because previous Thanksgiving weekends prior to my accident were always spent on climbing trips, or some road-trip or vacation abroad. Work and insufficient vacation time to go to warmer climes; and temperatures that are too cold to rock climb but too warm to ski or for ice to have formed for ice-climbing have made me stay in town and actually do the whole Thanksgiving meal thing. I am trying not to stew too much for the next month or two. I am trying not to lose to much of my climbing gains this past season. The goal is just maintenance, or even just maintenance at a level from where I can bounce back/improve quickly. I am, however, thankful to be able to spend time with my sister’s family who live relatively close by (closer than, say, Hong Kong, Southeast Asia, Europe…). Time with family is precious, and I do not take it for granted.