I haven’t written one of these posts since 2014. I guess last year after everything happened, and my grandmother passed away right before Thanksgiving I could have only written, “NO I WILL NOT BE THANKFUL THANK YOU VERY MUCH 2015.” But really, I was thankful last year even in the thick of things because I knew how much love and support I had coming from all directions. This year, that support has continued.
If you take away my struggles moving on past my tragedy, I have had a great year. Even with them, I have a lot to be thankful for.
I’m thankful for all the places I’ve seen, both familiar and new.
I’m thankful for the friends I have. They’re funnier, more dependable and amazing with each passing day. Five years ago if you asked me what my social life would look like, I never could have described my life now.
Plus a barn family that includes many of said friends.
I’m thankful for the two black dogs in my life, who are best friends and make me laugh on a daily basis.
And I’m just as thankful for Eliot, who has been my moody but sweet buddy for eleven years. He’s aging gracefully, behaving himself these days and still reminds me that I am the complete and total center of his universe.
I’m thankful for this guy, always… even if he still gives me serious shade sometimes.
I’m even thankful for Roman, even though he taught me what I didn’t want.
And of course, I’m thankful for Simon – my heart. The horse that pushed this blog into life and allowed me to get to know all of you.
I end with a quote that better tells how I feel about everything above than I can. Happy Thanksgiving.