I’m grateful for my Dad. As I age, I see more and more of his face as I gaze into the mirror and I find myself repeating and acting on little nuggets of his wisdom. I know there are many good men in this world (my husband being one of them) but I like to think when God created my Dad he broke the mold.

I’m grateful for the opportunity to say “Thanks” -not just on tomorrow for Thanksgiving or for the month of November but every single day in word and in deed.