This morning I woke to find the first snowfall of the year. My family was still asleep, which is a rare occurrence now that the kids have jobs. I took advantage of this opportunity and set my living room up for a peaceful quiet time. I tidied, lit a candle, turned on twinkle lights, and opened the blinds so I could see the snow in the remaining moonlight. I made coffee and grabbed a blanket. I turned on the quietest instrumental winter music and set the speaker nearby, so as to not disturb anyone. Then I sat down, coffee in hand, to enjoy the scene before me. To my mind came thoughts about Thanksgiving and I prayed, thanking God for another year with my husband and children. There was a time when I didn't dare dream of the beautiful life that I enjoy today. Hard times. And I thought about how, during those times, there were people who lifted me up. I sat thinking about one Thanksgiving in particular, when we encou...