This year, my family Thanksgiving plans imploded. One family member was feuding with another and someone else was taking sides and pretty soon everyone cancelled their plans to come to our house. I was furious. I told my husband that I didn’t want a lonely Thanksgiving with our daughters, the four of us glumly sitting around a very empty table. Besides, three out of four of us are vegetarians – with turkey for one, the whole endeavor felt kind of pitiful. And then I remembered my first Orphan’s Thanksgiving. It happened thirteen years ago, when I first met Neal. And it was the dinner that saved me from my post-divorce blues. Read about it here http://www.kitchendaily.com/2010/10/08/thanksgiving-traditions-orphan-thanksgiving/ on AOL. This year, a cousin called and invited the four of us to her house for Thanksgiving. We’ll be a part of family, a currently non-feuding family, with 23 gathered around the table. I’m incredibly thankful and the dinner hasn’t even started.