Someone innocently asked me the other day, What are you most thankful for ? Simple question. Simple enough. Simple? Not simple at all. I have to say, I have been mulling and swirling that question over and around in my head; back and forth and upside down for days now. I remember my mother would make us go around the Thanksgiving table announcing this. I remember looking at the faces. Some all squished up; squished up with confusion and embarrassment. Then there were those who straightened up and readied for the challenge. Then it was almost my turn. As the voices trailed around the table. My turn to say. To declare. I remember not being able to find the words to articulate; to articulate and summarize just what I was MOST thankful for. It was humiliating. I mean, who couldn't answer that? I was a semi-intelligent person for most of my life. Yet, answering a simple question like this had me tongue-tied; paralyzed. Of course since then, that question has pretty much haunted me; w...