Home for the holidays

Cat, in the San Francisco Bay Area, with her little cousins

This is the first Thanksgiving that I have spent with my family in years.

For the past five years, I have been away, working as a reporter. Even when I was working in Fresno and it was within driving distance from home, I was rarely allowed to take holidays off.

There were just too many soup kitchens and homeless shelters, too many family feuds and fatal shootings to cover. And as I reported other peoples' lives, I was essentially missing out on my own. I missed all those holiday dinners and picture-perfect moments gathered around the Christmas tree or watching the countdown, laughing, loving, living.

That's why this year Thanksgiving means so much more to me. I finally understand what it's all about. Yes, I have a lot for which to be grateful.


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