Thankful. Grateful. In no particular order.
We have our annual stray cat Thanksgiving tomorrow. Which means that a random group of folks will gather 'round and east yummy vegetarian fare and drink loads of good wine and most likely guitars will break out and music will be had. (How's that for a long sentence?) I'm grateful for a whole lot this year and let's just leave it at that. Mostly though, I'm grateful for a capacity to live and love and LEARN. A lot. A long and winding year culminates with a cold November evening in my lovely home on Thanksgiving eve. Thank you, world, for the peace and patience to put up with me. I love you right back. No exceptions.
