The Next Chapter: Kristine does NY: there's more to life

than my job. And, though the past couple months of posts have been centered around my (many) struggles and (few) triumphs in teaching I actually have a life outside of school. Shocking, I know.

November 27, 2008 was my first Thanksgiving away from home. I entered the holiday feeling a little glum knowing that I could not enjoy a glass (or two) of wine with my Kuya while cooking or stuff myself with my Auntie's mouthwatering candied yams or hug my Daddy and Momma (who is 58 years young and looks amazing).

Thankfully I know NY's finest Californian transplants. About a dozen of us orphans and Dan, a special guest from home, spent the evening together sharing stories, filling tummies, and watching Home Alone. Though there is nothing like being with family, I feel incredibly blessed to have been surrounded by such convivial and warm hearted people. It was the best first Thanksgiving away from home I could have asked for.

thanks to Van and Ariane for hosting!