No-stal-gi-a
I always loved the sound of the word
though I never took to it
I mean, I never had a past time of memorable things I clung to
Reminiscing was always in some form kind of painful
But this one day..
It boasted my favorite memories
I felt whole
No matter what foster home or group home I left
Just to be included on that day made me complete
Thanksgiving
The only day of the year I felt a part of my family
The day I looked forward to every year
To see my cousins, aunts, uncles, grandma and siblings
People who looked like me, shared my blood
Nothing fulfiled me more than seeing my family on Thanksgiving
It wasn’t the food though you know us black people can throw down
It was the family reunion, the day everyone seemed so happy to see me
Nostalgia to me is Thanksgiving
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