At 15, the most important things in my life were my friends, parties, and hair/clothes. I remember being so annoyed about having to leave New York and miss Fabolous rapping at Palladium on Thanksgiving night because I was with my family in Baltimore at my Great-Grandma's house. Over 10 years later, here I am in Baltimore, crying like a loser, overwhelmed with excitement about Thanksgiving being at my house in Baltimore this year. Do you know what this means? It means I am officially a woman now!! HA! This is the very first holiday that I am hosting in my own home. I found myself in Wegmans telling all of the old ladies and asking them of their opinions on different little things to buy. They each gave me a piece of valuable advice as they recalled their first times hosting a holiday at their home. "You'll never forget your first time having Thanksgiving at your house. No matter what, just have fun. Don't be nervous, bond with your guests and have fun!" They were absolutely right. I am going to have fun. I'm thankful for being able to spend this holiday in Baltimore, with my family. While 10 years ago, I hated being away from the city and my friends for the holidays, today I realize how blessed I am to be able to break bread with my loved ones. Never again will I take such for granted.