It’s early morning at my parents’ house in the woods, and I find myself with a few moments of quiet to enjoy a cup of coffee and the serene view from my parents’ dining room windows. Whether it's the aftereffect of a nice Thanksgiving weekend, or the fact that my son is sleeping in (one of the few things you can be thankful for when your child hits the teenage years), I find myself reflecting on the many gifts in my life that are worthy of thanks.