I am thankful...
  1. That the man in the white car swore and screamed at and chased me crazily for five blocks but did not hit me after I, oblivious, swung into his lane.
  2. That Latoya, the infusion room receptionist, acknowledged & apologized that she'd forgotten about us for more than a half hour in a cold waiting room with The Price Is Right blaring in the foreground.
  3. That Peg, tho beset by her own recent woes, proofed all the copy during my unexpectedly overly long absence to keep us on track for Friday's deadline. Who knew she would turn out to be so very good at it, too?