Thanksgiving always seems to always be a time of huge gratefulness, mixed in with some darkness for us, yet we emerge stronger for having pushed though it as a family. This year is no different. Two years ago I ironically dealt with the loss of my mom and was unable to participate in MOM. You go where you are needed. That held its sadness mixed with much richness.
It felt so wonderful to be a part of this year's MOM event at the Convention Center, once again. It was fulfilling beyond fulfilling. For this I am grateful.
This year's recipe for Thanksgiving held some rough patches, some fears, some worries, some pain, some disappointments, some new beginnings, some successes, some great surprises, many joys, all mixed in with a lot of love. Sounds like the makings of a grateful Thanksgiving to me. And for this I am even more grateful.
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