Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Oh how fleeting this all is. This life. It is in fact just a breath.
One of the people you sit with at the table today will have to endure the loss of everyone else at that table.
I know. I know. So depressing, Fabs.
But is it? Isn’t it what makes this all so beautiful? Isn’t it those who were once sick that are so thankful for health? The rest of us take it for granted. Isn’t it those have lost homes and possessions so thankful when they once again have a place to lay their heads? The rest of us feel entitled to our pillows. Isn’t it those of us who know that these bodies we can wrap our arms around today will one day be dust – aren’t we the ones who hold a little tighter?