many millennials plan for a Friendsgiving: the thoroughly post-modern holiday that celebrates a paradoxical mixture of just getting by, the excesses of late-capitalism, and the infinitely negotiable non-familial ties that make up young peoples’ lives
I heard this term, “friendsgiving” for the first time this year. This is, indeed, the first year that Thanksgiving feels genuinely like Passover. We’re leaving shortly for our third Thanksgiving dinner. But I grew up visiting relatives at Christmas (sometimes) and having Thanksgiving at home with friends. That’s not even true. Uncle Eric and his boys were a constant. Uncle Russ probably was, too. But I still think of it as a holiday where we celebrated the family my parents cultivated themselves. And I’ve always stuck to that. I’ve had friends call it Orphan Thanksgiving some years, but I always like it better that way. A day to celebrate our friendships.
So I’m not sure how I like the idea that Thanksgiving with friends is “a thing.” I feel commodified.
In case you were wondering.
I want to learn to knit. And sew shirts.