Thanks


I am thankful that a year ago, my entire family rallied behind me and supported me when I up and moved to the other side of the country. Every member of my family held my hand, or laced their own hands together to give me a leg up into a better life.

I am thankful for my friends, who love me, who see me as I actually am and they celebrate me and they let me love them like crazy.

I am thankful for clarity, for realizing how dreadfully unhappy I was in my job in New York, and the effect that unhappiness had on my entire life. I am thankful that I can drain the moat, put the fire-breathing dragon to rest, lower the drawbridge, and creak open the iron gates surrounding my heart and realize that I know and love a hell of a lot of good people.

I am thankful for a job that allows me to be successful every single day. I don’t have it in me every single day, but the possibility is always there.

I am thankful to be writing again.

I am thankful for direction.

I am thankful that I was born of great artists, and I am thankful for how that altered me from day one.

Most of all, I am thankful for my family. I know exactly how lucky I am to belong to this tribe.