{Robert Louis Stevenson}
I'm grateful for family. For a street lined with familiar cars, a table full of food, and the grand caravan to Alpine. I'm grateful for blackout BINGO, chocolate mousse pie, and Uncle R's strumming and singing on the guitar. I'm grateful for Suzuki duets in the dining room, post-dinner story telling, and Grandma's laugh. I'm grateful for a cozy house with cousins abounding. I'm grateful for family that spots the globe and the ties that bind us, no matter the distance. I'm grateful for health and heritage and a day to give thanks for scores of blessings granted by the Father of us all.
I'm grateful for family. For a street lined with familiar cars, a table full of food, and the grand caravan to Alpine. I'm grateful for blackout BINGO, chocolate mousse pie, and Uncle R's strumming and singing on the guitar. I'm grateful for Suzuki duets in the dining room, post-dinner story telling, and Grandma's laugh. I'm grateful for a cozy house with cousins abounding. I'm grateful for family that spots the globe and the ties that bind us, no matter the distance. I'm grateful for health and heritage and a day to give thanks for scores of blessings granted by the Father of us all.
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