I am thankful for our little house, with its modest demands on our time and its sturdy promise of warmth and shelter at day's end.
I am thankful for my health. D & T are both sick at the moment, but they'll get better, and I'm thankful for that, too.
I am thankful for new easy recipes that make me feel like a culinary wizard. (This year Chez Alice removed Carrot Ginger Soup from their holiday catering menu, and I was so disappointed that I decided to try to make my own. I don't think I'll ever need to have it catered again.)
I am thankful for shelves of poetry, there when I need it.
I am thankful for the family dealt to me, and for the family I have chosen.
I am thankful for the excitement of imagining presents carefully chosen and joyfully received.
I am thankful for cold evenings and covers to burrow into.
I am thankful for you, reader who shares a little warmth with me here in this new world we create with our words and imagination.
I am thankful for a good night's rest.
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