In the wake of Thanksgiving, I am filled with gratitude.  This year, my daughter CeCi (formerly known as Beanie in this blog) fixed Thanksgiving dinner.  I only added a few traditional dishes; things I said I wanted to bring.  CeCi carried on a newer tradition.  Her daughter Miss K wrote something she was thankful about for each guest.  A little way each guest gifted Miss K, without the guest’s name attached.  The “gifts” got distributed randomly to everyone.  Before the meal, each guest read a “gift.”  Miss K had some wonderful thanks for the guests around the table.  I wonder if she was thankful for my “flexibility,” or “my smile,” or “how smart I am,” or what. I’ll never know.

I know particular order, here’s the other things I’m thankful for this Monday: