Twas the Monday before Thanksgiving and all through my house, Wisdom Is Misery’s words flew from my mouth…
“So babe,” I said while snuggling into his armpit, “I read this article on the blog about…um…well, what do you think? Do you think the holidays define your relationship?”
“Yep,” he said simply, “I do.”
I sat in silence for a little while, and let my mind race. He hadn’t invited me home with him for Thanksgiving. But I, throwing my first official thanksgiving in my new home, hadn’t invited him either. We are still very new, and we haven’t met each other’s folks yet. So while I wasn’t ready to take that step myself, I half expected an invite.
So, I did what any woman who has her own issues, but doesn’t expect her boo to have the same issues would do. I asked a question.
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