Happy Thanksgiving, dear readers!

Your humble blogger wishes you a safe, if socially distant, holiday and hopes that, despite everything we’ve been through in 2020, we can all think of many, many things for which we should be grateful.

To that end, and I hope this is not presumptuous to a degree beyond your ability to forgive, I would like to exert what little influence I have over you to engage in a simple thought exercise.  Think back, if you would, to Thanksgiving 2019.  What did you have then for which you forgot to express gratitude, that you have lost in this year? 

It feels like only yesterday, as the fires in the Bay Area and surrounding counties diminished, that I took my first really deep breath in a while and felt gratitude for clean air and a visible sky.  I remember how I didn’t have to worry that I could bring home a potentially fatal virus, or listen to my kids begging to go back to school to see their friends, or keep an eye out for murder hornets.  Overall, 2019 seemed to be at least 10 times better than 2020, but I don’t think I was even half as grateful for it as I should have been.

If at the strike of midnight on December 31, 2020, the curse if lifted and things start going back to “normal,” what will we remember to be grateful for on Thanksgiving 2021?

Tomorrow, we will engage in a grandly bizarre experiment of online Black Friday.  On the weekend we will slowly regain our ability to breathe after overeating Turkey and the such.  On Monday we’ll go back to litigating over apportionment and medical provider networks and QME specialties.  But for today, even with fewer plates around the table, let’s all take a moment to realize how much worse things really could be, and how lucky we all really are.

I, for one, am so very grateful for my readers as I’m sure they are grateful that these posts come out (at most) three times a week.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!