A week after Thanksgiving, I am still consciously grateful for so many things in my life that it felt time to make an accounting of them. Well, some of them, anyways -an exhaustive list would be near impossible.
...for this warm fall day, brightly lit and dry, unseasonably so for mid-October.
...for a family that loves, respects and appreciates each other (and is willing to spend over an hour trying to snap a good fall picture before the wind takes all the foliage off the trees that line 97 street!).
...for the opportunity to visit my sister and her husband in Houston next week, before he goes in for a bone marrow transplant in November.
...for my brother-in-law to be living so close to one of the best treatment centers in the world for his leukemia (and for the health insurance that lets him access it).
...for attending a church committed to life in the 21st century, and to reconciling with those we have historically wronged, like the Indigenous peoples and the LGBTQ2S+ community.
...for friends who I can spend hours with on the most ridiculous pastimes - or hours in conversation about almost nothing at all.
...for Sara's pregnancy going so smoothly (overall!) and her currently being scheduled to deploy another grandchild into our orbit in less than three weeks (a child who, like her brother, I will have no blood connection to, but have instead the immense privilege of having been asked to call myself grandfather! (Or, more accurately: Poppy.)
...for a canine companion who, though perhaps irretrievably insane, is a tremendous comfort and has filled much of the hole left in our hearts after Nitti left us two years ago. Now if she would just stop stealing my spot in bed when I visit the bathroom in the dead of night...
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