I've always loved Thanksgiving. The family cheer. The sense of togetherness. The food. Oh, how I love the food. But what I love even more than the drool-worthy turkey is the feeling of comfort when the meal is done and everyone has returned home. I am there right now, watching holiday specials on the television, my family surrounding me, most of them asleep. The quiet in the room, the gentle breathing, the occasional yip from a puppy or a yawn from a cat.
It is safety.
It is security.
It is comfort.
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