It's always hard deciding which family to spend each holiday with. Thanksgiving is not so big in my family, since we focus more on the Jewish holidays. Who would have thought that less than a year later so much would change?

My sister-in-law, Shari, is due with her first child any day now. Rather than have her sit in traffic and be far from the hospital, I offered to host Thanksgiving at my apartment. I've never really cooked for my family, although it's one of my passions, so I cooked for two days straight and made a huge dinner.

It was a small group — just my parents, me, my brother and sister-in-law and my grandfather and his girlfriend. It was cozy, intimate, and exactly what I needed after making it through my second wedding anniversary only a few days prior. I made my family proud and it made me realize how very lucky I am to have such a supportive and loving family.

After a few stressful weeks and a bit of self-pity, I am ready to continue moving forward. Over dessert, my family made an executive decision that Thanksgiving would take place in my home every year. A new tradition was started and it made me feel wonderful. It was a tradition that was formed after my split from Steve. It was a tradition that I will never have to look back on as another event that we shared together. It was just what I needed.