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Hello and Happy Thanksgiving.

By revolutionaire.
Hello and Happy Thanksgiving.

I hope you're finding yourselves surrounded by those you love this year. And whether you're dining on the typical Turkey Day trimmings or feasting in a more unconventional way, I hope you're remembering all the reasons you have to be thankful.

I, for one, am thankful for an uncountable number of things this year. As I sit around with my family thinking about all we've been through (not just my family, but our country -- our world), I am reminded of all the great and positive blessings we have received.

We are alive. We are together. And if you're reading this, you're doing well enough that you still have your computer and apparently electricity. We can still laugh, even if times are tough and our health isn't the best. We can still hug. We can still see one another. We have much to be thankful for.

I'm thankful to have family and friends who support my dreams and aspirations to become so much more than I am today. I'm thankful for having those aspirations and setting goals for myself. I'm thankful for Lucy, Blondie, Olive, and Charley for being my best friends and companions. I'm thankful for JM for putting up with my antics and loving me unconditionally. I'm thankful for a core group of friends who never neglect to remind me that as long as I want to, I'll always be young at heart. I'm thankful for the roof over my head that's not only been my house, but the warmest of homes for almost all my 23 years. I'm thankful for my car -- even though it's not the best, it's getting me from A to B. I'm thankful to still have a sustaining job in an industry that will most likely always been needed. I'm thankful for being shown Habitat for Humanity so that I can continue to pay it forward by building homes for those who deserve them. And I'm thankful for having this computer (albeit NOT the most reliable...) so that when I am on top of keeping in touch with you, I can sit down and bust out an email in a matter of seconds.

With all that being said, one last thing I am thankful for -- the dinner I'll be eating on Thanksgiving day!

Be well and be happy.

I love you all.

peace/alison.

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