So it's turkey day and I'm relishing the quiet that comes with a holiday such as Thanksgiving where it feels like everyone is taking a breather from the normal chaos of their everyday lives. I myself found time to catch up on some shows I DVR'd and even worked out in preparation for eating...before I realized that I neglected to buy junk food in the first place.
I'm thankful for so many things that it is hard to know where to begin or end.
First of all, I'm thankful for life - for the journey it has been thus far and for the journey it will be from this moment on.
I'm thankful for my family and friends who sustain me in every way imaginable.
I'm thankful for pizza. There, I said it. Both the kinds found in New York and Chicago.
I'm thankful for sunsets, and children's laughter, and all things purple. I'm thankful for the Yankees winning the World Series, for Christmas lights, and even the mere concept of Peace on Earth. I'm thankful for hope that springs eternal, for a Supreme Being (I call God) who shaped it all into existence, and for the tiny part I get to play in the tapestry of humanity.
I'm thankful for being a writer in every format that I've tried, and I'm thankful to you for taking time out of your lives to share a part of mine.
I'm thankful for thunderstorms and snowy days, for ocean waves and forests. I'm thankful for artists, inventors, poets, and dreamers who dare to imagine a world that's different than the one we currently live in.
I'm thankful that I have enough food to eat and clothes to wear and water to drink and bathe.
I'm thankful even for all the things that I forget to be thankful for.
To all of you on Thanksgiving, I wish you your own endless lists of things to be thankful for. And yes, thanks for stopping by.