Here it is again. Thanksgiving is here again and I couldn’t be happier. This is the seventh Thanksgiving I’m supposed to have missed. Back in 2008 I was given a six month prognosis in February and then again in April. Each Thanksgiving since then has been a gift.
Each year I think about the people in my life, my wife, my sons and daughter, and my grandson. Of course there are my friends, but my family have been especially close to me, something I cherish deeply. I’m proud of my family. I’m proud of the people they are and how they are. But as adults, all but my grandson, I can speak to them as adults and so I’ve learned more about them than I ever knew. It amazes me how smart they are and all they know.
While things have not gone well for me these last few months I’m still tremendously happy and wish that same happiness to all.