Not being a matriarch has it’s advantages. Especially on Thanksgiving. While everyone else is running around in a whirl of hoopla, I get to sit back and take it easy. Eat. Wear sweatpants. Watch It’s a Wonderful Life for the elevety thousandth time. And while everyone else is diving into the dishes, I am eying a Barkalounger and a bowl of dip with my name written all over it.
Let me tell you something, it’s tough.
Guys, it’s Thanksgiving.
Today is the day we give thanks. The day we look back and reflect up on all the things for which we are most grateful and indebted. For some folks this means dinner with family, but for some it is an occasion to take an inventory of what is important. What is sacred. What is humbling.
When I look back at this past year, even just this last month, and I list all the things I am most thankful for, you are most certainly one of them. Yes, you. Your readership, your comments, and your very presence in my life has made a difference that is hard to describe. It is something for which I am profoundly grateful.
Because I don’t say it enough: Thank You.
Happy Thanksgiving 🙂