Every time I return to my parent's house, my life slows down. And this is a good thing. I run myself ragged most of the time, and so to have a place to go and enjoy a slower pace of life is a really good thing.
In years past I have written long blog posts with lists of all that I am thankful for. This year, I am keeping it simple.
I am, as always, thankful for family and friends, for laughter and hugs. I am thankful for having a job that allows me to give so much of myself to others. I am thankful for the number of amazing people in my life (both old and very young) who give so much meaning to my life every day.
But on this day, this year, I am most thankful for the feelings of love and peace and quiet I get from being home with my family in small-town Maine.