It has been hard to even know where to begin this month, this fall. Looking back, the whole year seems marked by difficult decisions, and the living-out of them. Good things have come, and there is much to be thankful for, although I cannot pretend there has been a lot of easy recently.
But yes, I am thankful.
Thankful for the truth spoken out, no matter how loudly or quietly, no matter how many hear.
Thankful for every act of kindness, no matter how large or small, no matter how many see.
Thankful for every human connection, no matter how tenuous, and for the glimpses of that web around us. Oh, when it catches the light.
Thankful for the beauty I have seen and read and heard all year, and for the generosity behind it.
Thankful for the infinite Goodness holding it all together, no matter what else.
My hope is that this year our thanksgiving--yours, mine, everyone's--may be both fierce and humble. May it reach far beyond our own homes, and far beyond this day.
For more thankfulness, please visit my archive. It all still holds.