We had two Thanksgiving feasts planned this year. One up in a lovely donated home in Breckenridge with the Harris clan. It was truly a delicious escape all around. By the time the second one (on the real Thanksgiving day) rolled around, miss M was knee deep in Rotavirus territory and on her 4th outfit of the day when I left for my mom's house. I was upset that I was spending Thanksgiving without D and M since all day I had been thinking about how thankful I was to have them in my life. At my mom's house, we went around the table saying at least one thing we were thankful for this year. Many of us had more than one thing to share. The littlest JC said she was thankful for her new computer, her phone and cell phone minutes. Me? I am thankful for my Andy, my M, my Gingy, and the rest of the family I have to share this existence with; I'm glad we can find ways to laugh and support each other through it all.