I hate Thanksgiving

There. I said it.

It’s the day that the VA Hospital in Pittsburgh murdered my grandfather. It’s the day that would have been his and my grandmother’s anniversary (married in 1950!).

This year it’s a day that my heart is all over the place for so many reasons. Actually I’ve kind of been weepy all week. I mean, even Publix commercials are making me cry.

Of course, I know it’s no Eat ‘n Park star commercial. But wouldn’t this destroy you just a little too?

And don’t get me started on last year’s “Christmas Visitor” commercial. I wish it was my grandfather coming to dinner …

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