Today is a day of thankfulness and family.

Thanksgiving is designed for gratitude.

It was a time to be with your family.

Unless you work for a retail company that forces you to work on Thanksgiving.

That has ruined the holiday for so many workers.

Thanksgiving was not designed for shopping.

Black Friday, the day after Thanksgiving, was created for people to compete to see who can blow the most money.

I call it chaos shopping.

Anyway, I digress.

I thank everyone who reads my stories.

I am a storyteller who uses this website to feed my creative appetite, to stretch my imagination, and to share my stories.

It is as if infinite stories within me are vying to come out.

About the drawings with no names attached to them.

You may say they are juvenile-level art, and you would be correct.

You see, when I was 11 years old, I stood outside my house and watched the full moon.

It was cold, but not that bitter cold that hurts.

It was a clean cold that clears your lungs with each breath.

That beautiful moonlit night, I said to myself: “Always remember this night when you were 11. Mark it well.”

So to mark the night, I stood there in my driveway and basked in the moonlight for about an hour.

What does that have to do with the drawings?

The drawings are created by the 11-year-old boy who lives within me.

That night, when I was 11, was magic.

I felt truly thankful for my life, the Earth, the Moon and even the cold.

When I need a drawing, I go back to that night, and become the 11-year-old me.

The more the 11-year-old draws, the better he gets.

I am thankful for the magic in my life.

There is magic in the night under the moon.

Find your inner child, and you will find your own magic.

The End

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