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One of the things I really appreciate about Thanksgiving, is that you actually do feel thankful. In the least, you have the opportunity to reflect on thanks, gratitude and humble appreciation of your year and what your life has become. And as we enter the holiday season, Thanksgiving brings perspective, a centering before the potential tornado of consumption, or Christmas drama, or Christmas stress what-have-you.
So, sigh, I am thankful this year. Deeply, knowing I’m undeserved, thankful. For, in particular…
101. Food food more food. The food that nourishes, the food that brings people together, and the food that breeds anticipation and excitement.
102. The family that is my family, the family that will be my family, and the family that is not my family at all, but loves me the same.
103. The ability to live in the present, humbled by the arc of another year, yet pulled forward into anticipation of the holidays and hope of another year of life and growth in community.
104. The little animals that bring joy and comfort, now, in my daily life. A calming force every night.
105. Pies. Making them, eating them, sharing them.
106. Book Club. And the subsequent challenge it brings to be better at relationships than we have ever been.
107. What Thanksgiving means to my family: a made-up 5k race, a trip to the land of alpacas and Judy-dog, food, more food, pies, fires, scrabble, lethargy, more food.
108. Every individual and couple and family that has eaten a meal with Chris and myself over the past year. It is continually the most important thing in my life, seriously.
109. That I’m saying I Do in four short months to this ridiculous man above, who is also a totally badass Civil War soldier, and also, a great dancer, and also the life of the party, and also and also and also.
