Far be it from me to stray from what so many will post about today: reasons to be Thankful. While I’d love to discourse on how this beautiful feast first began, I’d much rather spend time with my family and friends. As, I’m sure, you do too.

And so in lieu of a lengthy post, here’s my simple statement.

I met a homeless man outside the office tonight. He asked me how I was, and I said, “I’m good.” And then I surprised him by asking his name, and how he was. His name is David. And he responded with, “I’ve seen better days. But I’m still breathing.” And then he smiled weakly.

Can I get an Amen for David?

And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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Invisible Person in a Sea of People: Robin H. and the 99-cent Sin
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The Adventures of Will Power and the Basket of Blessings
Dear Amy, I’m Just So Sorry For Your Loss.

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"What's the Word?" Wednesday: November 21, 2012
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