Thanksgiving with the family

So the Thanksgiving weekend is finally coming to a close. I find myself looking back on an eventful time shared with family in a small, one room cabin. Yes, my aunt and uncle thought that a stay in Oxford, Ohio’s Hueston Woods State Park would be a wonderful way to spend Thanksgiving. So my parents and I drove six hours to the park on Wednesday morning. The lodge that we stayed in was nice; it resembled a basic hotel room. When my aunt, uncle and three cousins finally arrived we traveled to the other side of the park to visit my grandma and aunt in their cabin. We pulled up to a small seven by ten foot “cabin” and entered. Seeing as it rained the entire time we were there, this is the room that we spent three days in, just talking or watching T.V. So of course, tempers flared and all of the spectrums of our family were seen in this tiny room. And yet, as we sat around the round table in the dining room of the lodge, all of the previous arguments and issues seemed to disappear. We ate our Thanksgiving dinner in a fit of laughter, all because of the family sitting next to us. A group of elderly Scottish men and women sat to our right. One man talked the entire dinner, and we watched as one by one every person at their table passed out from hearing him talk. And the man continued to talk, without even noticing that he had single-handedly put his whole table into a temporary coma. Somehow at the end of our stay we all agreed to return in another two years. This moment reminded me of The Namesake for one reason. Basically, everyone has a crazy family, and everyone wants to escape them at some point. But the times that you are truly forced to be an active member of your family, whether that be at a Christmas party or in a one room cabin in the middle of the forest, these are the times that you truly begin to appreciate your family. 

This is basically the size of the one room cabin... cozy right?