On Thanksgiving morning I awoke to the sounds of my granddaughter's little feet scurrying on the floorboards and imagined what my new granddaughter will look like when she arrives. As I savored the scents and events of the day, I wondered what lay in store in the years to come. What kind of world are we preparing for the children of tomorrow? What kinds of schools will they attend? What careers will there be? Will they be healthy? Will they be happy?

For a moment I wanted to hold the happenings of the globe at bay. Instead, I wanted forests filled with soft new snow and wild horses and silver bells and brave princesses with crystal wands and a world filled with peace. For a while I was able to hold that image. I am thankful that I had that moment. It filled me with possibilities and gave me hope for a better world.

May you all have moments filled with possibilities and may we all find a way to realize our dreams.

Happy Thanksgiving.