My youngest daughter Kelsey is in New York and sadly won’t be home (Seattle) for Thanksgiving. I wish she was homeward bound. Home, where my thoughts escaping to a specific Thanksgivng in LA when our large family of 9 kids received public assistance of groceries and used clothing. Home, where my music’s playing from the generosity of others helping mom and dad create a homemade traditional Filipino Family Thanksgiving feast.
Home, where this year please remember to give thanks for your many Blessings by donating your time and showing your love to those less fortunate. You never know whose lives you’ll touch. Home, where my love lies waiting silently with loving moms, adoring dads, a sweet grandmother, a novelist, a Papal guest and, of course, a poet and a one man band.