Today, I’m grateful that I was able to go home for Thanksgiving.
I’m grateful that my parents live in my childhood home because I still get to feel nostalgic when I say, “I’m going home.”
I’m grateful that my mom and I shared a bottle of wine.
I’m grateful that I got her to not pose for a photo. You have no idea how hard that is.
I’m grateful that my dad cooked us dinner. And so is my mom… But no matter how grateful she is that she didn’t have to cook, she cannot help but give advice.
I’m just grateful for my parents and that I really enjoy hanging out with them.
Day 21: Parents who are fantastic.