When Amanda opened up her gifts from me and had profound thankfulness in her eyes. I love that woman.
When Amanda, her parents, and I cried our way through Les Mis.
When my dad explained, in detail, the carefully selected gifts that he had brought back from his business trip to Qatar.
When my mom sat and talked to Amanda for hours, telling stories.
When my brother and I spent six straight hours in the kitchen cooking the feast for New Years’s Eve.
When we all—family and friends—sat around the Living Room with a fire roaring while we drank frozen margaritas and sang drinking songs to ring in the New Year.
When Amanda and I curled up in front of the fire and just talked.
I am thankful, more than I have ever been, for the holidays with family and friends.
My heart is steadfast.