Encore

It's called Thanksgiving.

No, not the day we celebrate on the fourth Thursday of November each year. The day we stuff our faces with deliciousness and sit with our jeans unbuttoned and our shirts stained with pumpkin pie filling. 

I'm talking about the Thanksgiving that happens inside of a person. The emotion that causes your heart to melt. The over-welming sense of submission caused by the reality that the blessings of your life are so many and the things you've done to deserve them are so absent and few.

When I think of my life, this is the only word I can use to describe the aftermath of the realization I have in retrospect to it. It's the summation of the addition. It's the expression of the combination. 

It's the lyrics to my heart's song.

It's a production inspired by the cast -

my GOD,

my husband,

my family,

my friends.

It's an Encore ever going. 

It's an encore, courtesy of YOU.