At first I didn’t
want to celebrate thanksgiving this year. It felt like I have nothing to be
thankful for… but then the more I thought about it, the more I realised I do
indeed have a LOT to be thankful for.
Despite the worst
possible start this year, which has by far been the very hardest of my life, I
am thankful for:
Cynthia continuing to fly the Cape Town Thanksgiving banner high. And organising the whole thing on her own, and doing a superb job of it too. This year all I had to do was rock up. Rather than the large extended (40-60 people) Thanksgiving dinner we'd been hosting, this year was a smaller more intimate group of about 16 of us. It was perfect.
Andrew. Whose
love care and commitment to me has remained constant, despite no obligation to do so. He proves himself to be a consistently good and really decent person in all and everything he does. His continued acceptance of and
care for me has been truly humbling. He is the true embodiment of a mensch as
they’d say in Yiddish.
My boys Quinn & Griffin: Who despite many hardships,
curve-balls and tragedies in their lives, and especially this year, remain positive, enthusiastic and strong, and so
supportive of and gentle with me. Looking after me when I can't (but should be) the one looking after them.
To all the amazing people who have surrounded us with love, care, support,
generosity and connection throughout this year. I don’t think we could have done it
without you all, holding us up, when it felt like we couldn’t.
And this new life growing inside me: Who I hope will grow and thrive and
that we will be adequate parents to.
And for Natey. Who was here for far too short a time and left us far too soon, but who lit up all of our lives
and brought so much joy, love and happiness to us all.