Thanksgiving is a time of regrets and the beginning of a monthly long commitment to the gym. It requires hours of preparation to find the appropriate family gathering outfit that still expands with the vast intake of food. Flowy-tops are the ideal outfit of choice.

This year I stuffed my face with endless amounts of sweet potatoes not only once but twice. However, this year I found myself surrounded by my second-family stuffing my face with an almond bean platter at my home-away from home. Together we passed the gravy and shared our momentary seconds of relief from the future hours of English papers due the following day. It was the stress-free moments I shared with my fellow scholars at Thanksgiving Dinner that bonded our contradicting personalities together forming the second family I never could not be more thankful for.