Liora Bitton

If gratitude had a photo album, it would look a lot like this. 🤍

Sometimes someone comes into your life and brings out a joy you didn’t even know you were missing. You laugh a little harder. You feel safe enough to soften. You start dreaming a little bigger because someone sees something in you and reminds you it’s there.

And somewhere along the way, they become part of your story.

This Thanksgiving, I’m thinking about the people who have made mine so beautiful. The ones who have been here for years, and the ones who arrived more recently but somehow feel like they’ve always belonged. The people who have celebrated with me, sat with me through the hard, checked in, shown up, and made ordinary days feel like something worth remembering.

Looking through these pictures, I remember so much more than the moment we took them. I remember how I felt around you. The conversations, the uncontrollable laughter, the little acts of care you probably didn’t think twice about, but that stayed with me.

To the people in these photos, and the ones I don’t have nearly enough pictures with: thank you for the joy you bring into my life. For letting me be part of yours. For all the ways you’ve helped me grow while loving me exactly where I am.

Whatever comes next in this journey, I’m so grateful it crossed paths with you.

Happy Thanksgiving. My heart is full, and so much of that is because of you. 🤍