On this Thanksgiving day in America, I feel truly blessed. I have good health, two beautiful children, the love of a wonderful man, a good job in a bad economy, a warm, safe house in a stable democratic country, plenty to eat, reliable transportation, the company of a sweet dog, and an endless supply of good books. I am a survivor, and I am learning from my mistakes. I truly cannot ask for anything more. I can't even summon a single sarcastic comment, but hopefully this does not mean I am losing my touch.
DB left this morning at the crack of dawn to fly out to spend the holiday with his children. I'm cooking this morning, then picking up my kids and sharing Thanksgiving dinner at my home with some folks from the single-parent group at my synagogue, along with an older Croatian lady who doesn't have family to go to. I love to cook for people, and I'm good at it (not to be immodest), so this is going to be a good day.
Peace and happiness to all.
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