This Thanksgiving is very different than last. I look back to my entry from that day, and I see that I feasted and watched movies and looked forward to Christmas and all that it would bring.
But I was, I think, still very much in the deep deep grief of losing my Little, I was missing my sister and Bosco and Mom and Dad fiercely, and I knew that the end was near for life at Chez Spinster.
If you would have told me where I would be sitting this year, I would have told you that I appreciated your optimism, but the distance between me and even mild happiness was just too great.
Boy, was I wrong.
I've always had a grateful heart, and my prayers each night always begin with a very long list of thank yous, but I had no idea that gratitude could completely overwhelm and transform a person. Or an entire life. Or a future.
My Thanksgiving this year will still include feasting and movies and maybe even a little looking forward to Christmas, but I am most looking forward to the heartfelt thank yous that I have for these new mornings, family, and reality.
Thank you, dear friends, for making it all so. Thank you for your love and kindness and generosity and support and encouragement and belief in me. Thank you for giving me so much to look forward to each day, for taking my hand and leading me to the cool kids' table, and for allowing me to join you on this crazy ride.
Life is beautiful, indeed. My prayer for you and yours tomorrow and always is that you are surrounded by everything you love, that your table is overflowing, and that your very own future is happy, healthy, bright, and peaceful.
With much love,
The Spinster Stitcher