I have very few complaints in life right now, and those that I do have are ones predicated on the loss of some undeserving great fortune I’ve had–the sort of fortune that is the whim of fate and when it leaves you can only be grateful that it ever arrived in the first place. So on this Thanksgiving, I’m thankful for all the wonderful family, friends and loved ones in my life, and for what seems to be a crack of light rising on the horizon, ever growing, that just may be the glow of a future whose doors had seemed closed for a long time. Here’s to those doors opening further for all of us, and for more grateful Thanksgivings to be had beyond those doors.
On Thanksgiving
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“a crack of light rising on the horizon, ever growing, that just may be the glow of a future whose doors had seemed closed for a long time.”
hmm.. (musing) makes me wonder what that faint light or sliver of time was for you.
Your entry made me feel voyeuristic. It was as if I was peeking into a window and caught a glimpse of the life going on inside the home. I chastised myself, and had to quickly duck, afraid of getting caught almost as much as I was afraid of what I had just done. lol. The glint, too irresistible to look away, has me blushing and wanting more in the same breath. This is my first look into your blog. I look forward to seeing more.
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