Thanks.

So it’s Thanksgiving here in the United States. Earl and I are once again spending the time together here at The Manor and I wouldn’t really want it any other way. Thanksgiving seems to be the holiday that means “home” the most to me, so I am very content with the low-key vibe we have going on. We are going to be eating our delicious meal shortly.

I left a voicemail on my mother’s cell phone earlier today that pretty much summed up the way I’m feeling: “I’m thankful for it all – everything that has happened in the past and everything that I have today. I wouldn’t change a thing.” I think this aptly sums up the way I feel about my life and the help I’m having navigating through it.

It seems the news is filled with various definitions of family. On this day of thanks I am very thankful for our family and every component of it. I know how blessed I am to have the biological family that I have; I love them for who they are just as much as they love me for who I am. The sentiment continues through to my in-laws as well. But I’m also thankful for the rest of my family; the one that lives with us, the ones that drift in and out as their schedules allow and the ones I call my friends. We may not fit the (XX+XY)+kids=family equation, but as I said in the aforementioned voicemail, I wouldn’t change a thing. My family, all facets of it, have contributed into making me the man I am today.

And for that I am thankful.