When I went down to SLC for Benn's farewell dinner, the Travellers came to see him off. My "Uncle" was adamant about joining them for Thanksgiving, so I went to their house to spend the holiday with them.
I say "Uncle" because these people are not related to me at all. But, I have known them my entire life - literally - and I think of their kids as my cousins. I see them more often than I see my real cousins, and I am really close with them.

It was a wonderful, yet casual week; we all worked on that crazy puzzle pictured above, we went on some walks, went to the movies, and talked.
I was really grateful to be at home with a family during Thanksgiving, even though it wasn't my own. I guess sometimes it could be strange to think about that, because siblings fight, and people get cranky with each other - It's just how families are. 

But still, there is just something about a group of people who know and love you.