I have spent all of my adult life living more than eight hours from where I grew up. This means that my family has never been able to bop over to chat. It means I have never made a Sunday family dinner, or the monthly family birthday party. It means that my friends have stepped in when when tradition would say it would be your family. I have been blessed with friends who are family for me.
As we approach Thanksgiving I want to give thanks to and for my friends.
To my lifetime friend, who no matter how long it is between phone calls, and even longer times between when we get together you are there. It is like we just connected last week, time seems to not matter for us. You get me. You make me laugh when I don’t know I need it. You provide insight about myself sometimes I don’t recognize. You challenge me and make me a better person. I hope I have been as good of friend to you as you have been to me.
To my little sister friend, who is all grown up now. Who’d have imagined when as a college student and you decided to rent a room from me that this would result in a friendship that was more like sisterhood. You never cease to amaze me with your drive. Knowing you has helped me to realize it is never too late, or you are never too old to explore new things and dream a new dream.
To all my Thanksgiving family friends. RangerSir and I have never been alone on my favorite holiday of the year. Thanks to all my friends in Minnesota, Colorado, Michigan, and Montana who have be part of the the many dinners we have shared with you.
Thanks to all my creative friends who have been with me for all my creative endeavors. Your support and encouragement have meant the world to me when I was full of doubt.
Thanks to my family who are not only friends but also family. I am lucky that I have brothers who rock and never let me forget who I am or where I came from.
Thanks to RangerSir, who is not only my husband, but my best friend.
This holiday season I just want everyone to know I am thankful for having you in my life.