Thanksgiving isn’t until the end of the month, but I’m giving thanks early. I’m grateful for the the man I love, whose birthday we celebrated today. There were pies and presents and a walk in the woods while the sun shone and the wind blew. It still amazes me how our worlds came together in the most serendipitous of ways. Each day with him is an adventure. May there be many more. Happy Birthday, Handsome.