I'm spending Thanksgiving Day alone.
Before anyone starts feeling sorry for me: please don't. Really. It's my choice. I usually go to my best friend's house. She separated from her husband this year, and is in the middle of gutting her kitchen besides, so she made other plans. And I had other offers but turned them down. It wasn't the extra guest syndrome -- although being the "unknown friend" at a large family gathering drives me a little nuts -- but today I needed to be alone.
Today I'm spending time reflecting.
I forget this frequently, but I do have a great deal to be thankful for.