Thankful.

I am sitting in the corner of my living room. From where I sit I can see most of my house and I realize it has become my home. I didn't think it felt like home, but it definitely does.

I can see out five different windows from here and yellow and orange leaves greet me on the other side of each one. It is lovely.

I see small piles of things that need to be put away -- that need a home of their own -- but they don't seem to bother me in this moment.

I have a bathroom to clean, a spare room to set up, and myself to dress, but that doesn't bother me either.

Right now, in this moment, I am thankful. Kelowna is about to be bombarded with Jansens and, though I will still be thankful, I won't have much time to reflect on my gratitude so I am squeezing a moment in now.

I sometimes can't believe this is my life. I never would have imagined this and yet it is better than anything I could have dreamed.

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours from me and mine.