As I head into the last month of my year without complaining, I will be making good use of the final 31 days in this journey.  Beginning tomorrow, my posts will identify something for which I am thankful.  You will share thirty-one days of my gratitude.  If you don’t choose to read these final entries in my personal log of growth, I will not be offended.  Again, I’ve been told that I do my best writing when I write about others.  However this blog is intended to be a chronicle of change, so charming essays appear here only as an adjunct to my publicly disseminated journal of my efforts to change the way I view the world.

It’s the last day, of the penultimate month, of my year without complaining.  I haven’t decided yet what I will do with this bog on 01 January 2015.  But by then, the blog will be enriched with thirty-one days of public acclaim for people and events for which I am thankful.  During this month, I do hope you will join me in seeing the bright side of life, and perhaps reflect on what you appreciate.  You need not tell me, but you might consider telling those who make your own lives brighter.

My niece Amy Barrale Broch and her husband, Harlan Broch. Fitting subjects with which to hint at how rich my life is. My son and I enjoyed a fabulous dinner with them while we were in St. Louis for the Thanksgiving holiday.