November 4

Today, I'm thankful for my parents, who are on their way down to Chattanooga as I write this. They told me they look like the Beverly Hillbillies with our truck loaded down with stuff I couldn't pack into my car when I moved down here... like my bed!

Yes, I'm thankful they're coming down here, but even more, I'm thankful for the ways that they love and support me. I haven't always been the most courageous, self-motivated human being on the planet. Fear, doubt, and worry are things I often struggle with. My parents, knowing this about me, have always pushed me to do my best and move forward, but have always let me know that anytime I need them, they'll be there. There are things in this world that I could do that I know would disappoint them, but nothing that would ever make them stop loving me. Even though they drive me crazy sometimes, they're who I call first when something exciting or something sad or something crazy has happened. My parents are pretty much amazing.