I am thankful for:
Stuart. Pretty much everything about Stuart.
My mother, and her great cooking, great fashion advice, how she always calls me “pumpkin” and hugs me for no reason other than love, and the way she still dances around the kitchen to Carly Simon and Neil Diamond.
My dad with his excel spreadsheet advice, good spy novels, baking tips, banking tips, and how I’m just getting to know him for the wonderful man that he is.
My brother and his big bear hugs, constant older-brothering, the way he gets along with absolutely everyone, and his ridiculously huge music collection.
Our extended family that lives an hour away and has finally provided me with the joyous, boisterous family holiday I’ve always wanted.
Our home here in Rhode Island, with all the furniture I grew up with, and a place for my family to finally stay for more than a few years.
My friends in New York, with their quick emails, quick wit, quick helping hands, big hearts, and great taste.
My job, because it’s still there even when I complain about it.
My writing, because it’s good to know I’m good at one thing.
My silly little fantasies about the future, like a dog named Caspian and a summer house in Maine, because you never know, they might come true.
That it snowed this morning, waking me up with pure snowy joy and giving me a reason to bound into everyone’s rooms and throw open the curtains singing Winter Wonderland.
Turkey, wine, potatoes, pie, stuffing, madeleines, sweet potatoes, corn bread, and Biscuit’s delicious cranberry sauce.
For all this and more, I give thanks today.

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