A fireplace, that's what I miss the most in the dorms. It makes every family celebration and every holiday special. I would say "cozy" but here in New York City that word describes an apartment-wannabe that's dark and tiny, and costs a lot of money.
Holidays are about the people who cherish you and places that own real estate in your heart. They are about the reign of emotions and feelings over logic and reason, about strong bonds, about forgiveness and love, about "I'll always be there for you, no matter what." On a more practical note, Thanksgiving in particular is about eating turkey sandwiches wrapped in turkey napkins every day until Christmas.
This year, I invited Jill to celebrate with us.
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