Thankless Woman Homesick in Tropical Paradise

I live in the winter here in Sarasota, Florida, right down the road from one of the most beautiful places on earth — the Gulf Coast — with its amazingly white powdered-sugar beaches. It was 82 here on Thanksgiving Day, and we ate dinner at one of the most excellent restaurants in town.

Yet I managed to be miserable. I missed my kids, who were together, having a big Thanksgiving holiday at my house without me.

My younger daughter took my place as chief cook, and I have to brag a little because I taught her everything she knows. And what a beautiful, sumptuous-looking table…