Pilgrims. Pumpkins. Pies. Pturkey. (It’s an alliteration thing…) 
Yes. There is more to Thanksgiving than the 4 P’s. But since 1621, it has gone from sharing a bountiful harvest to a bastardized holiday that means a.) a day off from work b.) over eating and c.) arguing with some crazy person at midnight in Wal-mart about a tv. (On a sidenote: I wasn’t that crazy….I did think I was first in line.)
It seems like the term “grateful” has become an uber popular term over the last 20 years or so. We’ve always known what it meant….but Oprah got involved with her gratitude journals and everything took off from there.
I woke up around 6am with 100 thoughts running through my mind. One that kept coming up was how grateful I am for each of you. Thank you for not only supporting me spilling my guts for all to see….but actually encouraging it. You’ve sent messages, comments, etc…and you’ve shared the blog and the Meet Up with those in your life who are in a similar situation. The conversation has started….and you are helping to keep it going.
I thought about writing all day but changed my mind. I am instead counting blessings, planning for the long weekend….and getting ready for some pturkey.
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