It wouldn't be Thanksgiving without a crazy kitchen :]
This was my first Thanksgiving without my family and I really found myself missing them. Our family tradition was to always go down to my grandma's house in St. George, but this year my parents and sister went without me. This year also felt a little off because my brother is on a mission. It's funny how holidays make us realize change more than other ordinary days. I guess I'm just a sucker for traditions. I am excited, however, to start new traditions in my new family. This was my first Thanksgiving actually spent with Marty, even though this is the third thanksgiving that we have been in each other's lives. Since meeting Marty 2 years ago (November 21, 2009) I have fallen even more in love with this time of year because I remember all over again all the magic that was in the air as we were falling in love. I remember the first Thanksgiving Marty was in my life, he was just some guy I met at a dance party and I was texting him during Thanksgiving dinner. I loved that Thanksgiving so much because I had a new cute guy in my life, and my family all came up and made Thanksgiving in my apartment at Utah State because I had to work the next day so I wouldn't be able to go to St. George. I felt so special and loved because everyone rearranged their plans for me. The second Thanksgiving with Marty, all I could think about was our wedding. My grandma made my wedding dress and I didn't get to see it until Thanksgiving. I was so nervous because our wedding was only a month a way and I couldn't believe I hadn't seen the dress yet! It seems kind of silly now( I have grown up a lot this year) But I can't help but feel a little nostalgic this time of year.
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