Well, I forgot the two best things happen in November.
#1: My daughter was born on a slick and icy North Missouri November night and she was, and is, so beautiful. Of course she only did it once but we still get to remember it every year.
And #2: Thanksgiving. I have to admit Thanksgiving is a real plus. This year had little girls around and that was fun. The baby, who now walks, shows a regrettable tendency to have inherited her grandmother's disposition but definitely her mother's charm and her father's strength and determination. She will either become an accomplished interior re-decorator or the world's most efficient female Commando. The next few years should be interesting.
My thoughts go to those who could not, for one reason or another, share Turkey Day and giving thanks with those they care about. Another day..another time..to end all separations.
Give Thanks for each other, present and absent.