This is the story of my one-day Christmas dinner with my family. We’ve been grown apart for years now because of beef and us having normal lives as adults. All I wish was for us to get back together; differences aside.

I remember this. I remember this picture. It was the best turkey for a customer’s final meal. All my emotions came flooding. It came down like an avalanche. 

It was a week before Christmas and all through the house, not a person was awake, except me, who was preparing the turkey for tomorrow’s highschool reunion party.