The Wonder of Thanksgiving

The other night, it was just Elder and me at home, a rare occurrence. So, I let him talk me into Mexican, which wasn’t a hard sell. And then I let him talk me into watching an episode of Psych with him, which was.

But by the last fifteen minutes, he was leaning against my shoulder, eventually even snuggling a little further down against my side and tossing my arm around him. I held very still so as not to spook him into flight, my capricious sixteen-year-old. And so he remained tucked against me.

It was my own Thanksgiving miracle.

And I hope all of you experience your own wonder on this holiday.

Happy Thanksgiving!!

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