Thankful

This week we celebrate Thanksgiving. A holiday I've never been a fan of because it always got in the way with my birthday (yup, I'm selfish) and well, as a girl who has struggled with her weight and appearance since birth, a holiday dedicated to food isn't ever going to be fun for me. Just let me have my apple pie and Diet Coke and I'm happy.

Also, you haven't lived until your father has put birthday candles in a turkey. You're welcome.

There have been a lot of crappy things this year, a lot that I am not thankful for, but, also plenty of things that I am thankful for.

I got to go to Madrid and run a marathon with Christy. I spent two weeks catching up with my Canuck, Rachel.

I went back to London with my cousin.

I spent time with amazing friends.

My best friend had a baby! I got to snuggle said baby.

I went to Maine and saw my Loves.

I collected ALL THE PASSPORT STAMPS.

I am thankful for all of you that have held my hand, dried my tears, made me laugh, upheld me and just been there. Thank you. Thank you--from the bottom of my cold, dark, Grinchy heart.