Not doing well tonight. In bed at 9pm, dizzy, extraordinary pain, diseased muscles. This illness doesn’t take a holiday. But I want you all to know how thankful I am for what you give to me. Thank you for reading, thank you for your support and your advice. Thank you for your sympathy and your words of encouragement. Thank you for making me laugh and forgiving my silence. Thank you for holding Hope for me. Thanksgiving didn’t happen this year, but, I’m probably more thankful today than I’ve ever been before.

This is what I want you all to hear: cherish your health, listen to your body, be kind to each other, forgive the little things… And the big things, too. Honour the parts of you that work well, be grateful for strength, flexibility, joy, laughter. NOTICE these things: I’m thankful I can pick up my child. I’m thankful I can cook dinner. I’m thankful I can walk the dog, clean the house, talk for hours… Pay attention to the good times, consciously live each moment and never forget how short our roads here are and how lucky we are to walk them.

I mean this with all sincerity, with love and affection.

Happy Thanksgiving!