1. My family. They are always there for me, no matter what, and I love all of them(even my mom, though she may not think it at times)
2. My friends. Even though I've never met half of them, I still feel a close kinship. I can tell them things that I might not be able to tell my family, and I know that they will give me support and advice if I need it, or sometimes just a virtual hug.
3. My ability to write. It is a gift that just keeps on giving. And on that note, I feel really bad that I wasn't able to get my promised novel off the ground. But I'm not giving up, and I will keep trying and writing to the very best of my ability. Which leads me to number 4 on this list.
4. Everyone in my Writer's Group. Their critiques, support, and enthusiasm for my weird and wild tales has been wonderful.
Happy Thanksgiving.