




I have sat here writing and erasing many times over. I had a paragraph written on what the last year has meant for all of us. What the holiday season means to us. The missing of my father who is not here for his favorite time of year…
But truly. When I think of all of the blessings that are in my life, the only word I can come up with is Thankful.
It is not about the food, the decorations, the gifts. It’s about being together as family with the people who love us unconditionally despite our shortcomings. It’s about celebrating life because it’s fragile and we do not know when our last day will be. It’s about giving thanks for all of the wonderful blessings we continue to receive…
So while there may be a void in my world where my father is supposed to be, there is also so much joy in the little things that make up my every day.
And as you can see one of those joys is this amazing little boy who is a constant light in our lives. For him I am deeply and truly Thankful.
Wishing you and your families a happy and blessed Thanksgiving…
Much Love,
Krysta





















