My Thanksgiving table is new, the chairs are new, the house is new. There will be new shiny wine glasses and new dishes to eat from. But the traditions, the love, and the family, are all very, very old.
Some families go around the table and say what they are thankful for. We don't do that, never have, never will. Some of us are shy, some of us would be embarrassed, and some of just don't want to. But this year, I want to.
I am thankful for:
my parents, for taking Riley and I in when we had no where else to go.
my brother, dad, and nephew, and everyone else who helped to build our home
my friends, who love me just as I am
my work, people who have a smile and words of encouragement for me 8-5, Monday-Friday, and then some
my divorce, for making me see how miserable my marriage truly was and giving me the courage to move on and have a life so much more full of joy and laughter than it ever was before
my blog, where friends and long lost cousins comment on what I write, and make me truly enjoy sharing my day
my neighbors, who have welcomed us into our new space
and most of all, I am thankful for my sister. Never will I be able to express to her the love she has rekindled in my heart, the strength she has awoken in me, and the will I have to live each day as if it were my last.
This year especially, I am so thankful, and I love you all.
1 comment:
Hanson Girl~ I hope you have photos to share of your Thanksgiving experience!! :o) How were those shiny wine glasses? You paint such a nice picture of the day. Your family is lucky to have YOU.
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