This photo from the way back was taken in Boston. Mister and I were doing Thanksgiving on the quiet side, with a chicken instead of a turkey. And because of my wacky work schedule, we were probably celebrating on an alternate day. I don’t remember the details, but I’m guessing it was a dandy time.
Today will be whatever the heck it’s gonna be. For me, I’m focusing on gratitude. In spite of the world’s problems and heartbreak, I have much to be grateful for. (Including that bad grammar.) It’s okay that I don’t know how the hours will unfold. It’s okay that I don’t know how this dish or that will turn out. It’s okay – period.
I hope the gal in the photo above knew it was okay. Because it was. And it is. And that’s enough. Happy Thanksgiving.