Since I will be cooking like mad on Thanksgiving, I thought I'd make the thankfull post now.
I am thankful for my husband and children. For being loved despite my many faults. I know I'm not an easy person to live with and we have ups and downs. I don't always say the right things or do the right things, but I always want to. I love you very much. You make me want to come home.
I am thankful for my job, which, although trying at times, permits me to provide for Gordon and myself and our kids. We have enough and I still remember when we didn't. I remember when debts seemed insurmountable and I felt trapped, and poor, and angry, because life was crumbling, and no matter what we didn't, we couldn't hold the pieces together. We clawed our way out - it was Gordon mostly, he was the one who joined the Army, all I had to do was follow. But I don't think I'll ever forget. I am so very grateful to be able to cook dinner in a warm house and not worry about how the next dollar will be earned.
I am thankful for my friends, all of you who come to hang out with me here and comment on superglued steaks and make funnies about snippets. I'm grateful for the opportunity to keep in touch by reading your journals.
I am thankful for everyone who read our books. Thank you for giving us the gift of your time.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.