November for many of us is all about Thanksgiving. Whether it be the gathering of family, the bounty of the celebratory dinner or the preparations for the holidays to come, we all seem to feel that November is the beginning of that special season.
For me, it is a time of reflection and thanks. I do not typically celebrate many holidays as I do not live near family, and friends often have their own customs to deal with that do not include me. And I am fine with that. Truth be told, the solitude and the extra quiet alone time is something as a writer I hold rare and dear.
This year, though, I have much to be thankful for and though I am not with my family, I have friends that make me feel smart, beautiful and needed and what more could I really want? My health is on a track to making me better and stronger, my work keeps me alive and creative and the rest, to me, is just icing on a trophy winning cake that’s about to come out of the oven. Bad things are behind us and ahead, I feel only great things. That, my friends, is something to be truly thankful for.