Cranberry sauce out of a jar.
The Thanksgiving Day parade.
Waking up to the smell of turkey cooking.
All night board game marathons.
Being able to laugh with my sister in person.
The feeling of being in a place where I am always welcome.
Dozens of the best friends a girl could ask for just a phone call away.
A grandmother on each side.
A family that makes me proud to call them my own, and cooks some of the best darn stuffing I ever tasted.
I am thankful to be able to be here to celebrate, and to start another year of giving thanks.