Today’s picture isn’t in light of giving thanks all month long.  It’s just the shadow of this morning’s sunrise.

Its so hard that I feel grateful to people who also have really hurt me.  (I don’t mean some kind of bullshit silver lining “I feel grateful they hurt me, it made me a better person.” I hate that.)

Being hurt doesn’t spoil my thankfulness.  I almost wish it did.  I’m very clear about the 2 or 3 people I know I can’t forgive.  Instead, I have to live with the complications of love and disappointment.  Just like you do, with me.

Mostly, though, its love.