Let us be grateful to people who make us happy. They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. ~ Marcel Proust
And so, I am grateful to . . .
My mother, who continues to sustain my life in rich, beautiful ways;
My father, who inspires and informs nearly all that I do;
My brother, who ministers me from far away New York City;
My brother-in-law, who counsels me from just a few exits down I-81;
My sister-in-law, who helps me to feel at home wherever we may find ourselves together;
My friends, Noell and Jess, who journey with us;
My parents-in-law, who delight in the moment and plan for the future;
My son, the turning point of every day;
My wife, the axis upon which my world revolves.
Yes, these are some of my charming gardeners who –
so patient and kind –
cultivate, prune, and tend heart and mind.
This is our story; our giving of thanks. ~ Wendell Berry