Giving thanks.
Cooking Thanksgiving dinner, 2012.
Golden Thanksgiving Turkey.
I am thankful that I somehow managed to cook the best and most beautiful turkey I’ve ever cooked (I made everyone come into the kitchen and stare at it before I hacked it up. I can cook, I can’t carve).
I am thankful that I was able to make Thanksgiving dinner for my family.
I am thankful that we are able to carry on traditions.
I am thankful that I was able to get it all done (almost) on time (despite the fact that I went into the day with zero game plan, my dad would have had the whole schedule tacked to the fridge, I just winged it).
I am thankful for the years of Thanksgiving I spent in the kitchen with my dad, preparing me to be able to handle it on my own.
I am thankful that I didn’t burn myself and have to hold a Pepsi can ice pack like I did last time.
I am thankful that my Thanksgiving dinner consisted of more than a bag of potato chips and a Snickers bar like I ate last year.
I am thankful that I managed to get through all of Thanksgiving only crying while cutting the onions.
I am thankful for my last year of travel (and that I will soon be doing more).
That I have the health and the finances and the amazing support from everyone I know.
I am thankful that my life is finally going in the direction I want it to.
I am thankful for who I’m becoming. And for who I always have been.
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