True Thanksgiving

I realized a few things this Thanksgiving. I realized that I have A LOT to be thankful for. I realized that all of the goodness in my life revolves around the knowledge of who I am, where I come from, and my potential for greatness.

This Thanksgiving I'm grateful for little faces with bright eyes.
I'm grateful for parents who are kind and who love unconditionally. I'm grateful for their consistency and for creating a home where happiness is not the exception--it's the rule.
I'm grateful for relationships--new and old.
I'm grateful for people who give a little--when it's not always easy or convenient.
I'm grateful for hugs and smiles.
I'm grateful for silliness.
I'm grateful for dancing in the kitchen.

I'm grateful for these new Big Star jeans! Damn, they look good on me.


I'm grateful for little swimmers.

And big swimmers, too.
I'm grateful for egg frames and boys who EAT.
I'm grateful for generations of love, acceptance, and the common ties that bind us together.
I'm grateful for sweet moments where work and play are one.
I'm grateful for a heritage full of integrity, hard work, and close families.
I'm grateful that on occasion time and distance become irrelevant.
I'm grateful.