Thanksgiving.

This morning I woke up and Reuben was curled up in the blankets beside me.  It was at this moment, exactly as I opened my eyes, that I realized how immeasurably grateful I am.  I am thankful for my peaceful mornings and the day the lies ahead and for all the days behind. As Murakami said: "it's as though all these days were ingeniously programmed for the very purpose of bringing me here, where I am today."  I am thankful for all the steps that have brought me to this place, for all the people who have entered my life, for the courage that I am learning, and for all the love that I have found while flying about in this world.

I never want to take anything for granted.

I am decidedly lucky.