Dashing through the thank-yous

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As I write this, I’m sitting in my big comfy chair opposite James (also writing his Think Kit). Our orange devil tabby cat, Herman is lying on his chest. Pumpkin, our beautiful long-haired calico, is on top of the coach. It’s Christmas Eve, and we’re in our warm apartment stocked with food.

If this isn’t nice, what is?

Sometimes you get so caught up in your own life that you don’t realize just how lucky you are. Here are some of the things for which I am thankful.

My loving fiancé who cooks, cleans, and never smells like onion rings. Ok, maybe sometimes.

My furry family: Henry, Harper, Herman, and Pumpkin.

My family… as crazy and dysfunctional as it may be.

My future in-laws for accepting me even though I voted Obama (a choice this bleeding heart liberal does not regret).

My apartment and all the things in it, especially my bed.

My job that pays the bills, gives me health insurance, and fulfills my need to create.

The education I received from UIndy.

All the friends I’ve made along the way.


My health, which I try not to take for granted.

The list could go on and on. I am the lucky one.


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