Last year at Thanksgiving, the Giants had won the World Series, it was a beautiful, sunny day, and I rode my mom's orange bicycle across the Golden Gate Bridge to celebrate the holiday with my family.
This year is different.
The Giants experienced a season that many of us would like to forget. It's raining and cold outside. I won't be riding over the bridge in my fall colors today.
And yet, I am still thankful for the same things:
that I am still here
that my body still functions quite well
that I can make a living in San Francisco
that the water I drink and the air I breathe is clean
that I have a lot of love in my life
that each new day is filled with infinite possibilities
that I live my life feeling connected and alive.
How about you?
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