Thanks to everything.

Good or bad, down economic climates or not, I am thankful to be alive. Doesn’t that say it all?

Relationships, kid issues, my dog’s inability to have his ear heal without some sort of hurculean effort. It doesn’t really matter. Not as long as I live and breathe.

Some people don’t want to live. I feel for them. I don’t feel bad, I just feel for them. It must be hell to not want to see what happens next. What if I didn’t care what happens next? I’d be a shell of a man.

During the next year I’m sure I’ll face my set of challenges. My business will succeed, but what if it’s rough? My children will struggle, but they’ll make it through okay. I have faith.

I’m thankful for many, many things including people who shine a light on the forgotten parts of my soul. You know who you are.

Nothing, however, makes me more thankful than to wake up and know that I’m not missing something. I want to learn, and teach. I want to love. I want to want. I want to see and be seen. I want to embrace and be embraced.

Above all, I want to be thankful. For everything.

Happy Thanksgiving.