It’s so cliché, isn’t it, to be writing about giving thanks on the eve of the weekend that is all about giving thanks?
So I’m not going to go on and on. I’m just going to say I’m thankful I made it through a family trip to Ireland this spring with my marriage and sanity (barely) intact.
I’m thankful we spent half the summer at Toronto harbourfront.
And the other half at the lake.
I’m thankful I have a dad who makes the banjo look cool.
And a teenage nephew who thinks toddlers are cool.
I’m thankful for Rob’s brother’s cottage.
And my cousin Laura’s home karaoke machine.
I’m thankful I get to fly this beautiful machine.
And parent this beautiful boy.
I’m thankful.
Thankful.
Thankful.
Thankful.Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
