Due to the fact that Gen and I were both orphans for Canadian Thanksgiving (both victims of psychotic mothers) we spent the holiday on a weekend getaway complete with sunshine (hello 70 degree October days), sailboats, lobster eggs benny, garden strolls and my FAVORITE part, massages! Let me just take a minute to tell you how thankful I am to have my cousin Gen in my life, she has been sweet enough to volunteer to stay with me my entire stay in Canada (and trust me, I’m not always a pleasure to live with), she does all of our dishes (because I HATE dishes), is my constant shopping/adventure buddy and makes me burst into violent fits of laughter at least five times a day (because she is actually hilarious). Before I embarked on my Nova Scotia journey I was worried I would be lonely, and homesick and sad. I imagined long evenings alone, drinking tea and sobbing over sad poetry I would read online (clearly I am very dramatic) but instead have had the opposite experience.
I am so happy I was able to romp through Lunenburg, the most charming little fishing village, this weekend with Gen. Even more so I am grateful for a cuddle buddy every night (even though there are enough bedrooms that we don’t technically have to sleep together), a spontaneous Taylor Swift dance party partner, a baking sous chef, and a friend to discuss ball gowns and Olivia Pope with. Being an orphan isn’t so bad when you have such a cute orphan cousin to join you.
I know the majority of readers are not Canadian, but in honor of Canadian Thanksgiving I would love what you are thankful for this past weekend?