Gratitude: The Pilgrims

 I come from a long line of immigrants to this land we call America, and I am grateful for each one of them who took their life into their hands and tried this American Experiment. I can trace ancestors from the 1600s who came as early settlers in the Massachusetts Bay Colony and elsewhere, and it gives me a sense of ownership of my destiny as an American knowing that my long line of American-minded family members sacrificed to make a new and different life for themselves and their posterity. I am thankful for all of the good, determined, faithful folks who did strive and fight for a better way. Whether my direct ancestors or otherwise, I know it takes community to survive in unsettled wilderness, and I am grateful for what they did to pave the way for my freedom and comfort. I am so blessed by their efforts and even their lives.