In the spirit of Thanksgiving, here is my PALs project that we were assigned.
For a foundation because it means there’s still a place to rebuild.
For the dirt in our front lawn because it means there’s a chance for new growth.
For the weak air conditioning because it means I have a temporary place to live.
For the boxes stacked in the living room because it means we still symbols from the past.
For the ugly drapes because it means there’s shade from the sun.
For the plastic picnic table because it means we have a place to eat together as a family.
For the two twin beds stacked on each other because it means we have a place to sit.
For the fights about new room designs because it means progress is being made.
For the crew that tore down our home because it marked a new beginning.
And for the friends and family that we don’t recognize near enough because it means we are loved.