Heartwarming invitations

To me, the holidays have always been a time of love, family bonding and eating great food. I feared what was to come of celebrating Thanksgiving 1,700 miles from home for the first time. Luckily for me, the people in this community made it easier. 

Two days before the holiday, several friends and I, who were staying in the dorms during the holiday, feared we would be celebrating Thanksgiving from the comfort of our dorm rooms. What happened next had an immense impact on our experience here at Northwestern. 

A Northwestern staff member overheard our struggles and invited us to her home.

A Northwestern staff member overheard our struggles and invited us to her home. Within hours, word had spread that there were several men who had no place to go during this festive season. By the end of that Tuesday, we all had at least four locations in which we were going to go celebrate with families. 

As a man from a big city where people are not as willing to open doors to strangers, these invitations are heartwarming. The intense feeling that we all belong to something greater than ourselves is overwhelming. This small gesture had much meaning in the lives of us men. By inviting us in, people changed a potentially lonely occasion into one of happiness and joy.

For that, I am thankful!