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Being Thankful

As I mentioned in an entry yesterday, Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. It has been so for as long as I can remember. To me, Thanksgiving isn't just about the family, the friends, the food, and the football... it truly is about giving thanks. So what am I thankful for this year?

  • I'm thankful for my children and the opportunity to be with them so much of the time. We spent over a year and a half living apart, and it was one of the most difficult periods of my life. Now we live a couple of miles apart as the crow flies, and they're with me every other week. As I write this, my older son Duncan and my daughter Kelsey are playing cards while I write, all of us at the kitchen table. Being in their presence is a simple pleasure, but one that I appreciate now.

  • I'm thankful for my co-founders. While it's true that being a co-owner of a startup certainly motivates me to do whatever is necessary to make it succeed, it's the chance to work with people whom I've counted as friends for 10 years or more that excites me to come into the office every day. Richard, David S., David E. Greg, Scott, and Tim, it's an honor to work alongside each and every one of you.

  • I'm thankful for my friends. Better late than never, I've come to understand that lifelong friends are rare; friends on whom one can absolutely rely are rarer still; and friends who provide unconditional love and support are the rarest of all. I am fortunate to have friends of this sort and determined to do all that I can to give them even a fraction of what they have given me. To call out two, but with the wish to slight none: Eve, you're the least judgmental person I've ever known -- thank you for your constancy over the years. And Tina, you were loyal to me when others might have turned away -- thank you for your acceptance and your support.
Looking over the list I've just written, I find it interesting that I am most thankful for people above all else and not things. When I was younger, I thought things were important. The older I get, the less vital they seem -- especially in comparison to friends. Does this mean I'm growing up?

Happy Thanksgiving to you all.

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