So much to be thankful for in this life of mine.


Love, predominantly.


We’ve got some of Yolie’s family here, and some of mine on the way, and yesterday that  kitchen of ours was getting worked from the early morning until late at night. Food seems to be covering every flat surface in the house. And bodies everywhere. Nudging past one another, always with a quick kiss or a hand on the shoulder or just a meaningful glance. The joint is alive with love and goodness. And enough garlic to drive off any vampire within a thousand miles.




My prayer for you is that you can feel the love today and every day.