“What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet…”
– Juliet, Romeo and Juliet
And by the words of Shakespeare, so too does Thanksgiving, by any other name (or in this case, by any other country) would taste as delicious.
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday… I love eating the yummy food, the aromatics, and the gathering of friends/family. I love it because there are no pressures for gifts or costumes or anything tangible… the only pressure is making sure the fixins are available in quantity.
Malaysia doesn’t celebrate Thanksgiving, although today certainly felt like it. We spent the day with friends and a delicious meal, then spent time with family, talking and interacting until late into the evening. Sounds like Thanksgiving, right? Actually, no. It’s just the culture here. Friends, family and loved ones… getting together to eat, talk, be together. It’s Thanksgiving every day here.
Even though I didn’t have a turkey or mashed potatoes (I had fish and rice), the love was still there. The jokes, the banter, the family solidarity- it was all there. Thanksgiving is Thanksgiving is Thanksgiving… no matter where you are. I am thankful every day, and today I am thankful for being here, with my Malaysian family and am looking forward to returning (although, I promised a husband next time). Terima kasih, keluarga saya.