In the wake of Thanksgiving, I am filled with gratitude. This year, my daughter CeCi (formerly known as Beanie in this blog) fixed Thanksgiving dinner. I only added a few traditional dishes; things I said I wanted to bring. CeCi carried on a newer tradition. Her daughter Miss K wrote something she was thankful about for each guest. A little way each guest gifted Miss K, without the guest’s name attached. The “gifts” got distributed randomly to everyone. Before the meal, each guest read a “gift.” Miss K had some wonderful thanks for the guests around the table. I wonder if she was thankful for my “flexibility,” or “my smile,” or “how smart I am,” or what. I’ll never know.
I know particular order, here’s the other things I’m thankful for this Monday: