There is a song I could have chosen for this post – I know my brother could easily tag it.

My brother is one of the ones who showed me Mr. Money was quite the capable artist.

But, no… I’ve happened upon this song; this version.

And I am reminded of how grateful I am for all the family I am in the room with.

I stand in your fire. I celebrate your joys.

I share in our memories; play with our toys.

I am grateful for all the family – blood and otherwise – in the room in which I stand.

Thank you for helping me stay awake… to wake up.