This year's Thanksgiving meal was pretty traditional and pretty quiet. My youngest brother, Joel is home from college for the weekend, and my brother, David and his sweet girlfriend, Kelsey came over. It was nice to have all three of the boys under one roof for an afternoon and to be helping Mom in the kitchen. The meal was, as always, fantastic.
I will always be grateful for the family meals we have together. We always end up having strange discussions ranging from politics to books to cats to cooking and everything in between. These dinners have somehow become a place of peace for us. We sit together, we laugh together, and we are truthful about what we think. They're a safe haven. I am thankful for this. I am grateful to be a part of a family that actually gets along most of the time, and even when we don't, we never stop loving each other and showing we love each other. I have no idea how I was so blessed to end up here, but I would never want it any other way.