By tradition, Thanksgiving is a day Americans gather their families around them to enjoy their company, to share a traditional meal, and to count their blessings. A cynic might quip that counting our blessings is getting easier because we Americans have less of them than in the past. It is true that the 0.1 percenters continue to acquire a bigger share of our work product. But, one thing I have learned living in a less developed part of the world is this: happiness is surrounding yourself with family and friends whom you love and who love you back. That is true every day of the year. If you have that, you can even live in a cesspool like I do and still find happiness. Don’t forget that!
Well, that’s what I’m thinking. What are your thoughts?