Happiness is a warm puppy or two. And cats. And a life partner.
(Cross-posted at my own blog)
I have known TYG 16 years. When I met her I was convinced I’d never find love (my history argued against it) and I’d never have real financial comfort (the newspaper chain I worked for was one cheap mother).
Now I have a wonderful wife, two amazing dogs, two cats. A house instead of an apartment. I’m more thankful than I can say.
I have no idea what shape we’ll all be in after President 47’s tenure. Even without that, nothing is for granted: one fall, one blood clot, the wrong virus getting into our systems and blammo, it’s done. I’ve come close enough often enough to appreciate that.
While I have no intention of checking out any time soon, at my age I really appreciate that I’ve been blessed (or lucky, depending on your worldview). I don’t take it for granted, ever.
I hope all y’all reading this have something wonderful to be thankful for in your own lives. Happy Thanksgiving