Hi Anita,

Tonight on our way to Dunkin Donuts, my daughter said I seem quiet and am I thinking of “bf”.  I said  was but trying not to focus on it too much.  She reminded me that I have a lot to be thankful for, and reminded me of our Thanksgiving from 2011.  My son, who at that time was her age, 22, had a head injury, concussion, and areas of bleeding requiring 2 brain surgeries.  His traumatic brain injury left him without any disability; however, he was in and out of the hospital for about a month.  This was during the time when I was going through a divorce with my abusive alcoholic ex. That was the worst Thanksgiving ever.  I waited in the ICU waiting room for my son to come out of surgery.  He could have died.

My daughter has had her own struggles in the past with suicidal thoughts.  She’s come a long way but still has a long way to go.

Amazing how my daughter today I guess recognized my struggle, and found something to try to have me put things into perspective.  I always thought the 3 of us (her, my son, me) were a powerful force.  I will be with them tomorrow and be thankful that they are both with me.  We’ve gone through hell together and somehow always make it out.   I have to always remember this….we are stronger than we realize.

I wish you a pleasant Thanksgiving.

Katie