A day for Thanking...

It is early this 25th day of November. November is a good month, in my mind an Edgar Allen Poe month. Cold and dreary at six in the morning, but I don't really see that. What I see and feel is the excitement of family coming for the turkey feast with all contributing. Two of those joining us are babies. Babies bring such loving responses from us all. My seventh book "Beryl Kent and the Bleeding Man" has just been published in time for my having received my first box of books to share with family yesterday. Christmas is looming before me and tomorrow boxes of decorations will be retrieved from the basement. I am thankful for the feeling of expectancy. I know the road ahead will be bumpy, as it has been in the past. I can't examine possible difficulties until they hit me right between my eyes. I am a dreamer and filled with hope while also being a logical realist. So I ask myself, who gave me so much in life? It is not me. My parents? Yes. My siblings? Yes. My spouse? Yes. My children? Yes and on and on. Not a complete answer. I am a speck in the universe. Despite all scientific studies building a knowledge of the source of life, I think the thanks must go beyond the universe to God or whatever you wish to call the Great Designer.
Thank you, K. B. Pellegrino, Author