In 1998 I moved over a thousand miles away from my family. I don’t think about how very far away my family is until the holidays are knocking on the back door of fall, and I face the reality of being what might as well be light years from any relative I knew as a child. This year was no different. As Isabella feasted with her dad a few miles away, I was faced with making the most of the day and set out for the gym. We are all free to “Give Thanks” in our own personal way, and this Thanksgiving, I realized that finding happiness and gratitude comes from within ourselves and from nowhere else. Izzy and I walked down the street on Thursday evening and shared a dinner with our friends and I was thankful for all the good that is in my life.
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