On the cusp of Thanksgiving, I leave you with the sound of war.

As we celebrate everything that we have, I’m remembering those that are grieving profound loss.  The loss of homes, the loss of loved ones — the loss of children.  I’m so thankful that our children don’t go to bed with the sound of horror echoing in the night.

We are incredibly lucky. My family is incredibly lucky. You are incredibly lucky.

My thoughts are with all those suffering in the middle east conflict right now — whether Israeli or Palestinian.

One can only hope that things will change. But until then, I have a renewed sense of thankfulness — of gratefulness.

Happy Thanksgiving.

And yeah, I know I just totally ruined the happy, party mood.

Sue me.