over the past few years, i've realized just how lucky i am to have the things i have, and know the people i know.
a few years ago, when i found out that my dad had cancer (part 1), i cried my eyes out at thanksgiving. every year at my dads, we go around the table and everyone says what they're thankful for. you get the standard "family, friends, and good health", but as you get older you really mean it. when something threatens to take away the things you take for granted, it really reinforces what's important.
this year's "i'm thankful for..." was so emotionally charged, i was surprised there was a dry eye in the house. whether it was a table of 4 or 14, there was a lot to be thankful for. even the 5 year olds had something: "i'm thankful for ketchup".
after we were done, i went into the kitchen to put dishes away, and gave my dad a hug so full of love i almost started crying again.
i cry every year thinking about losing what i have.
love you, family