Thanksgiving

This past weekend was Thanksgiving here in Canada. I'm not quite sure why it's earlier than in the States...maybe we were so much more thankful that we decided to celebrate first. Or maybe we were really discovered first, so we got dibs on the celebration. Maybe when the holidays were being planned, Canada stepped out to use the ladies room when they were discussing Thanksgiving. Then, when we got back from powdering our nose everyone thought it would be funny to tell us that Thanksgiving was the second weekend in October. And because we're just so darn friendly and trusting, we believed. I'm glad we didn't step out of the room during the whole New Years debate like China did...

So, I guess it's officially fall. The leaves are changing into a gorgeous symphony of colour. I'm getting the itch to bake peanut butter cookies and pumpkin muffins with Q. Mmmmm and drinking Hot Chocolate. I'm putting away the flip flops and bringing out the wool sweaters and turtlenecks. I love this time of year. I wanna go crunch some leaves. And rake them into huge piles and then jump in them.

Sometimes when things aren't going exactly the way we want, it's difficult to be thankful. It's easy to forget how fortunate we are for the little things. I have wonderful friends who ground me, who remind me what is really important and what doesn't even matter. I have a family that loves me and accepts me for who I am. I have a beautiful, healthy little boy who is more wonderful than I could have ever imagined. I can appreciate a beautiful autumn. I am truly blessed.

This Thanksgiving I was reminded by my best friend of the things that really matter. She reminded me that if I'm not happy, I have the ability to change it. Big changes are coming...