For all of you wonderful men and women and friends and family who come and read this blog. For all of your amazing children who inspire you to be brilliant writers and thinkers and humans. For all you feminists and masculists and Barbie haters and cynics and optimists and assholes and activists and hotties and preggos and single parents and happily married family types and grandmothers and great-grandmothers (Hi Grandma!!) and internet google-perverts who found this site by googling "poop on my mom" and the prudes who curse sex and anything mildly orgasmic and the pubescent teens looking for tampon-inserting diagrams and writers and readers and conservatives and liberals and lovers and fighters and protestors and soldiers and people who hug really tight without pulling away immediately. And people who don't vote but like to complain about the government, the fearless and the scared out of their minds.
Because like it or not, all of our differences create a dialogue and awareness and give us the room to grow as people and parents, to create opinions and movements and revolutions.
When I think of Thanksgiving I think of people opening up their doors, families putting the past behind them and loving each other despite the broken promises, missed opportunities, "disfunction".
I wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving. And for those of you who do not celebrate Thanksgiving, I'm flat-out grateful for you, too, and wish you all a lovey-dovey-life-is-goody weekend full of joy.
Off to Colorado.