I am thankful for my parents who always taught me home is where the heart is and not where you sleep or park the car.
I am thankful for Michael’s parents who remind us that if we can get through this project with our relationship in tact, we can get through anything.
I am thankful for Gina and John and the kids for always inviting us into their warm home.
I am thankful for Todd who is a world away at home, but always feels like he is close.
I am thankful for our friends and family who make us feel at home every day.
And I am thankful for Michael, and that we’re building our home together.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
I was startled by a venue of vultures. Actually, I think I startled them first. Then this “venue” turned into a “kettle” flying overhead reminiscent of Alfred Hitchcock. I seriously hate birds, but really wanted to use venue and kettle in a post.