I woke up this morning in my own bed, and went downstairs in my robe to make some pumpkin spiced coffee and turn on the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade while sending warm wishes to a few friends. Later, lots of food and stuff with family and drinks with friends. Pretty typical, for most people.
To me, though, Thanksgiving at "home" is a novelty. Such a novelty that, well, I feel the need to put "home" in quotation marks. The way schedules normally work out, I'm usually away on Thanksgiving and often am actually working, doing a show (or two) on the day.
That doesn't mean I miss out, though - Thanksgiving for me has come to mean something different. Every year, no matter where I am (assuming there are other Americans around) people pull together and spend some time celebrating and being grateful. Doing a show in some random place, living in hotels or actor housing/apartments, sometimes even on a ship, and despite the fact that you may have only known one another for a couple of weeks at that point, you become a bit like a family on this day. Everyone pulls together and cooks as well as possible given the circumstances and contributes to some sort of feast, usually before or between performances of A CHRISTMAS CAROL or IT'S A WONDERFUL LIFE or _______ THEATRE'S HOLIDAY WHATEVER. I've spent a lot of great Thanksgivings with great people in strange and wonderful places, and today I'm remembering all of you and hoping you're having another thankful day full of life and food and gratitude.
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