It’s been a strange week. Thanksgiving has always been my most favorite holiday. It’s not religious, there is no stress about exhanging gifts and best of all there is plenty (and I mean plenty) of food to consume. This year was my very first Thanksgiving without my “family”. While I was excited to be making “the meal” with my new family here at uni, I couldn’t help but feel a small splash of saddness; knowing that it was going to be different. Once the cooking commenced though, I found myself in a state of complete contentment. My two closest American friends and I scrambled about the kitchen, spilling, adding, and dropping plenty of ingredients (it was quite a site). Our English mates just watched (probably in horror) as we attempted to create our feast. As we all sat down to eat, I thought for a moment that indeed this was a different Thanksgiving, and I couldn’t have been more pleased (plus the food came out quite well!)

My entire point to this little story is that change is inevitable, we all know and have experienced that, but it is possibly one of the most beneficial parts of our lives; I know it is for me. I’ve always feared change (more so than I think many) and all these changes in the past months (moving to a foreign country completely on my own, leaving my life back in the states and meeting new, amazing people in London) has completely turned my world upside down, inside out and upside down again. Not every change brings immediate pleasure, but at some point, you realize that it’s for the absolute best.

So I suppose what I have been thankful for this year is the opportunity to let anything happen. Let me walk down one path, get stuck and have to take another. Let me not worry if my decisions are right, but rather just go with them and see how it turns out. These changes are happening for a purpose and I’m more than thankful and willing to let them in.