I was thankful that last year's wish--that it be the last Thanksgiving without him--came true, even if it wasn't exactly the way I imagined.I was thankful to have friends, new and old, with whom to share a meal and plenty of laughs.
I was thankful to be alive, in Paris, surrounded by friends (family, really), surrounded by love.
It was, like every other, a day to give thanks, a day to celebrate all that we have and all that we are.
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