Thanks-giving.

It’s tradition.
Plentiful.
Laughter.
Reminiscent.

It’s family.
Separated.
Torn.
Independent.

It’s Friends.
Family.
Memories.
Thankful.

Thanksgiving, for me, isn’t about family anymore. My family lives 1,200 miles away from me. Over the past 25 years I have developed friendships with people that have become my family and that I’m honored to spend Thanksgiving with.

XO.

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