Full. And filled.

We are blessed beyond measure. We spent yesterday sitting at my grandmother's dining room table and in the couch that stretches around her living room, talking about the many things we are grateful for this year. Today, I keep thinking how grateful I am this space, where I get to pour out my stories, cry out my worries, try very hard to make you laugh along with me, go on and on and on about pretty things, and share with you the tremendous, tearful, terrifying, trying and very entertaining experience of raising my boy in this city.

When I started Sassafrass, it was meant to be part love letter to my life, part place for me to write without expectations or (sorry about this) too much editing. But, in meeting you here, in making friends out of strangers, in finding writers who awe and inspire me, in receiving more support in single motherhood and beyond and in more ways than I ever could have imagined -- I thank you.

See? So so so blessed.

May the sun you wish to feel on your face shine brightly today.

I'll meet you back here with a fuller Thanksgiving run down after a restful weekend.

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[Single Mom Survives]

Much love to you from one single mama to another. You are not only blessed but you are a blessing.