thanksgiving this year was a reminder of two things : 1 . i miss my family2 . i am lonelywe went to Wyoming to be with K 's family , and while it was really nice to be with SOMEone 's family , it was n't my own . i kept wanting to pick at the turkey like i always do , but i felt weird doing it in someone else 's house . i kept waiting for my nephews to tug at my sleeve , mashed potatoes still smeared all over their cheeks , and ask me to go outside and play .
Question: Why would the narrator travel with K to Wyoming ?
The answer to the above question:


It was for Thanksgiving .