On this first day of the month, I'm thankful for authors who say something that makes me want to be better or live more fully or think about something in a new way.
"The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time." ~Mark Twain
I'm honestly thankful for the way Facebook has allowed me to get reaquainted with- and see the wit and foolishness in- old friends I haven't seen in a while or those I only knew by name only. I laugh so much everyday because of people like Kevin Griffith, Brandy Groce Pruitt, Jessica Cossel, Becky Ballard, and Brent Burris.
Oh, and I'm thankful I didn't die either.
Love and miss you today and everyday.
I'm just grateful for the wildly diverse group of people I'm fortunate to call my friends.
I thankful for little things like this that start my morning right...and for the great job I get to go to afterward.
Sorry, Zach, it's not the UK game...new episode of New Girl and a checkerboard to work on tonight!
Oh, Nick, how I love you.
Did you all notice the frost flowers this morning?!
Actually, I should've guessed it...the white, mid-calf socks and jean shorts we were both wearing that day had to be indicative of something special.
I'm thankful for best friends.
And for homemade bread and the perfect cup of coffee.
I realize those make no sense together.
Plus, they sure can dance.
I'm grateful for pride, and "not like the kind in the bible that turns you bad." (And as always, I'm grateful for the Avett Brothers;))