Tis the day of Thanksgiving. Although I might get a lot of hate for this even though I already do from a lot of my friends and my family, but I am a Thanksgiving hater from the bottom of my heart. There has just always been something about Thanksgiving that I have always disliked with a burning passion within me ever since I was a little kid. When I bring this up to some of my friends they assume its something do with with culture and tradition but no. My family is the most western thing you will ever meet being in America for almost four generations. Then they assume it's an Arab thing but it is not. My family foes all out for every single holiday. We started Thanksgiving preparations last week with the food and everything and decorating the house. Why am I writing this now? It's because I realized that even though I have a passion of disliking this holiday it carries a lot of significance and holdys a very deep meaning of being grateful for the people around you and the thin...