Ok, 2009. The Midwest. Modern conveniences. Supermarkets. Central heating. We don't even have to kill what we eat.
Yet, we don't yet know who is hosting/cooking Thanksgiving this year.
Past hurts. Bad feelings. Unkind words said in anger and in haste. We're in limbo. Neither side wants to give. There's enough blame to go around, when we should be worrying if there's enough pumpkin pie.
I don't have a dog in this fight. I am Switzerland; I am Rodney King - can't we all just get along?
A day when we should be expressing gratitude for our blessings and each other...those heartfelt messages may be expressed in separate houses this year.
The two people responsible for the impasse are still not speaking...so we wait.
Our turkey is thawing, the ingredients for stuffing and side dishes alike have been purchased.
The big question? Guess who's coming for dinner?