- to holidays where all that is required is the presence of family and friends, and lots of good eating.
- to feeling connected, regardless of the space between.
- to finding the song that defines the season.
- to making the moment last.
- to beers with friends, and friends with beer.
- to warmth despite the cold weather (less the sipping-the-open-soda-you-forgot-about-and-has-since-been-sitting-in-the-sun-all-day warm and more the tucked-tightly-under-three-layers-of-blankets-and-wearing-sweatpants warm).
- to reunions and goodbyes, and second tries.
- to finally figuring out where it was you know that song from (gah! finally! it's from Patrick Doyle's
Great Expectations score!).
- to birthday wishes.
- to awkward situations, like when someone's chewing gum suddenly ejects itself from their mouth mid-conversation and everything slows down, and you contemplate whether or not it would be rude to dodge, or if it would be best to simply stand there and act as if nothing has happened, even as the chewing gum barrels relentlessly toward the arm of your freshly washed merino wool sweater.
- to leftovers, lots and lots of leftovers.
- to packages in the mail.
- to toasts for no reason, other than the end result being that everybody drinks.
- to
shameless self-promotion.
- to you, for being here with me today, and to us, and all that will come to pass before we give our thanks again.
- and to adding your own toasts in the comments below.
l'haim.
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