giving thanks

for wine and cheese and long talks with good friends

for bright green plants on cold and cloudy days

for on-time trains and snagging the last seat

for netflix and bingewatching on all lazy days

for take out and cozy nights on the couch

for wedding plans and big honeymoon dreams

for long phone calls with parents who live far away

for first holidays with new families

for unknown futures that hold infinite possibilities

happy thanksgiving

because a snowy mornning
and the parade on tv
and cinnamon rolls fresh out of the oven
and a day off
   (after a very, very long week)
and coffee in the mug
and a mimosa in the glass
and a casserole to be baked
and a phone call with the family
and a boyfriend on the couch
and every other single little thing
that we take for granted
   (and never really stop to think about)
that gives us the strength and love and compassion
to exist yet another day.