Thanksgiving has come and gone faster than a paycheck before Christmas, and I hope for all of you reading this that it was a pleasant break. For me, Thanksgiving was a little hectic, but was well enjoyed. It started off with visiting my dad’s family down in south Florida and was followed by a stay at my mom’s around Thanksgiving day. Although there was a lot of traveling involved and a little chaos for flavor, I had a really great time over the break visiting everyone. For a lot of families (including my own) the holidays are the only time we really get to hang out with our extended families; knowing this I tried to make the most of our time together.
One key aspect of family gatherings is good story telling; it is one of my favorite things about getting together over the break. A good story can tell you a lot about an experience, but more than that, it can tell you a lot about the story teller. One of my favorite ‘story tellers’ is my Grandma Esther. Over the years she has told me countless stories (many of them multiple times.) And one thing all her stories have in common is that many of them are about her life and what has made her who she is today. A lot of them involve terrible customers, or run-ins with ungrateful people. In fact rarely do I ever hear her tell a story with a pleasant outcome or a positive ending. Although that’s pretty negative, it sheds some light on why my grandmother doesn’t have very many nice things to say to people; it also makes it much more meaningful when she takes the time to compliment me. The way my grandmother talks to people is a reflection of how other people have treated her most of her life as well as how she has viewed people most of her life. A lot of her stories will continue to live through me well after she is gone; they will serve as a reminder to always search for the positive and to try to be a good friend to those in need because a little love can go a long way.
I’m sure many of you have some really great Thanksgiving stories about a crazy uncle or a seriously silly aunt. Whether it was a time the dinner didn’t go as planned or a time someone told the best story about your mom. No matter what your stories, I hope that they continue to shape you into the person (or bystander) that you want to be. I sincerely hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving, and I can’t wait to share more of what Green Dot has to offer over the coming months.