Just a thought.

I spent my first major holiday without my family, but I was blessed to have had the opportunity to volunteer to feed the poor in Santa Monica. Most notably, I met a young boy named Miguel.

(cue sappy post)

This little boy came to the civic center with his mother to take part in the free clothing and toy drive. While i saw many people shoving as much as they could into their designated bags, Miguel only had one costume in his. He came up to me and politely asked if i could show him where the toys were.

I said that i would be happy to and began moving from section to section of the center, asking where the toys were. Finally, we reached the women who were in charge of the toys who told me that they had run out.

There is no way I could ever describe the look on this boy's face.

My heart was so heavy for him.

Having to turn to him and say that there were no toys left broke my heart.

To think that he waited on a line for hours to be told that the one thing he wanted was gone.

It made me think about all the toys Kailee has and the ones I've thrown away...

I guess this rambling about my Thanksgiving is just a long way for me to say:

Appreciate what you have because your circumstances can always be worse.

Be Thankful. That's what Thanksgiving is about.