Thanks for Blessings Received and Forthcoming

It's been a while, but I've been busy at work and I don't feel like you yelling at me about it. Give me a break, Daddy's been busy. But I promise I'll make it to your piano recital.

Thanksgiving was, as it always is, a full stomached affair. We've come to Connecticut from Manhattan (and previously Long Island) for Thanksgiving for as long as I can remember. It is one of the few things that my family has that I would consider a tradition. Our friends in Connecticut are gracious enough to host us while we eat all their food and drink all their wine. But perhaps most importantly, we actually do sit and give thanks.

I consider myself lucky that my family was big on instilling in my sister and I a sense of gratitude and appreciation for the things we have and how comfortable our life is. Of course, these comforts were achieved by dint of hard work and are richly deserved, but its surely worth reflecting upon that we are lucky to live in a country that opens is arms to immigrants and provides them with a way to make a better life for their families. While we glance at the TV and see the terror taking place in our homeland, our heart weeps for those that died, and we have to remember that the promises of a better life for the next generation is not yet inevitable.

But we will make it so.