Dear God, Thank you for this life. It has been happy, sad, intriguing, busy, dangerous, relaxing, satisfying, anger-inducing, painful, overwhelming, hysterical, hilarious, astounding... Sometimes all in the same day. But it has never been boring. Amen. Thanksgiving was a medley of food, emotion, sunshine, and television. I cried off and on throughout the day. My daughter and I ate until we were stuffed while watching the Macy's parade. I passed out on the floor after, full as the proverbial tick. I've been talking to my daddy a lot. I wish we lived closer because I wish I could see him more often. Maybe we'll drive up soon and stay overnight. It would be cool if we could stay at his place but it's not big enough and they already have a house full. Friends back home keep asking when we're coming home again. We'll be going at our usual time, unless (God forbid) there's an emergency that requires us to go home sooner. A lot of folk though...