Doesn't it sometimes seem we miss the real point of a holiday? I was asking myself why I celebrate Thanksgiving, and I came to a frightening answer: for a chance to stuff myself with food. I mean, yes, of course I remember that today is a day for celebrating our blessings and giving thanks for them, but do I really do that to the extent that I should?
To whom much is given, much will be expected.
I've been given so much (starting with the fact that I'm alive), and it's about time I step up to sincerely thank the many people who played a part in the reason I'm where I am today. You already know about Lenny, so here are some others:
God. How many miracles have I experienced? Too many to count.
My parents. For everything (including suffering through my corny jokes).
My friends. For always being there for me.
|Deacon Jim Walsh, Linda Areola, and Kent Peters|
Jeanne Roy. For being a District Attorney who doesn't use a cookie cutter approach to her cases. She genuinely cares about making a difference.
Riverside County Mental Health Department Parent Partners. Christine Lestage and Lori Lacey-Payne encouraged me to start a support group. They've always shown how much they believe that each life is precious.
And to all of you. For supporting me in my mission and being totally awesome!
I was talking about fraternal love with my friends the other day, and I can honestly tell you (without it being weird) that I love you all and wish you the very best Thanksgiving.