Where are the intersections in your life?  With people, with pets, with nature, with your emotions?  I’m grateful for the intersections and interactions of this past Thanksgiving week.  I’ve been fortunate to spend it with my family – a group of interesting, adventurous, diverse, and fascinating people ranging in age from 15 to 83.  So many interests and activities, and yet we all found a way to be together for the holiday.  There were laughs and stories, food and love.  Sure there might have been stress in the interactions, and maybe the meal wasn’t the perfect Norman Rockwell interpretation, but it was an intersection of intent, of appreciation, and of thankfulness.  And to me that is huge.

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