We had a lovely Thanksgiving at the Booth house - and this year, it was even free of catastrophe (although Ozzie cut it pretty close by almost biting Grandpa Booth) and crying (Okay, okay, we haven't had a family cry fight for years, but the one year it happened on Thanksgiving was kind of hilarious). Yummy food, funny people, and one smelly dog.
I love my home.
I always feel super overwhelmed when I try to list all the things that I am grateful for, because there is so much, and my words always seem inadequate. So, I'll just go with my basics. I am so grateful for my education, my freedom, my parents and superfabulous sisters, their support and love, the miracles of modern medicine, and for all the opportunities that lay ahead for me.
I am also grateful that our Thanksgivings are nothing like
this.
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