Wishbone

ginger pumpkin pieThanksgiving has come to a close, the lamb eaten, the pie demolished. Even the dishes have all been put away.

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We eat lamb here because turkey isn’t easy to find in Thailand, but really we could get it if we want, but we don’t because we’re fans of lamb. In four years away from home, I haven’t once missed turkey.

Except this time I remembered there’s something I do miss: the wishbone tradition. Every year, at Thanksgiving and Christmas, my dad would carve up the turkey and he would offer to break the wishbone with me. Whoever got the longer part of the forked bone would get their wish. I always loved this tradition, and as I got older I also got smarter about surreptitiously sneaking a look at which side of the bone was longer because I was a sore loser. (And I kept on doing it even when I was old enough to tell my dad wasn’t blind to my trick but let me do it anyway.)

I miss that tradition. So this year I’m going to extend that tradition and pretend I got the long end of the wishbone to say that my one wish is for all of you to have an inspired year next year. I hope 2015 is a year in which you get to grow, unfold, stretch, expand, see more of yourself than you knew was there before, and I hope it’s among the best of things ever.

And I just want to say I’m so grateful to you, my readers. You’ve supported and encouraged me so much the past few years. It’s because of you I had the courage to put out my book this year, and it has been one of my bucket list things. I know I haven’t been up to my usual standard about getting around to responding to comments and commenting on other blogs. I promise I do read them all (and think responses in my head), but I still haven’t managed to balance this life with parenthood–it’s something I’m working on, and hope to be better about in 2015. This community has been a wellspring of support and inspiration, and for that, I thank you, and wish I might return the favor.

Happy Holidays!

 

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It’s so true: good things come when you least expect it. Overwhelmed with the stuff I need to accomplish, and underwhelmed by my ability to accomplish them, lately I have been feeling frazzled and strung out. But this morning, for several reasons, proves excellent. One of those reasons was in receiving accolades from a fellow blogger, writer, and truth seeker of a life more extraordinary.

Cynthia, of Running With Letters, has awarded me:lovely blog awardI am honored to have received such an award from someone so thoughtful, and so full full of grace and wit. In return for such an honor, I would like to share the love with a few other bloggers I’ve recently discovered who inspire me through their sensitivity, self-reflection, and humor.

An Apple A Day: for her gorgeous imagery and words.

Hooking Up Smart: for her thoughtful commentary on today’s life and culture, and her sensitivity towards the plight of young people finding something real to hold on to.

Mulatto Diaries: for her grace in navigating the sometimes treacherous road of living a multi-racial, multi-cultural life, and finding universal truth along the way.

Smitten Design: for her ability to find the beauty in the sometimes most unlikely of places.

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Stop, Drop, and Blog: for her bravery in being the foundation, the safe haven, for heroes selflessly risking their own lives to help others.

Thank you to all of you, for all that you do.

(For the above named recipients: The rules of the “One Lovely Blog Award” are accept the award, post it on your blog along with the name of the person who has granted the award–in this case, me!– and his or her blog link. Pass the award along to several other blogs that you’ve newly discovered. Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.)

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