For 15 year old children who still wear the antlers. For my children, my puppy, my husband. That they all loved all of their presents. That my parents are here and close and can share our Christmas lasagna. For the cold, cold walk in the morning air. For anyone that for whatever reason still reads this blog of a girl who wrote a book five years ago and not much worthwhile since.
I am thankful for all of these things.
I hope you have things that make you just as happy as all of these things made me today.
Merry Christmas. Thank you for sharing my life and sharing yours with me.