Ya’ll know that Norman Rockwell painting of the classy family around the Thanksgiving table? The one where the mom is holding a perfectly golden turkey and the dad is dressed in a suit beaming with pride. Growing up I went into every Thanksgiving with that picture in mind and let’s just say my family is known to have frozen turkey and clothing is optional. We are not your all American family. While our dinners never looked like what I imagined, I've learned to find gratitude in the mess of it all because that's the trick. >>The key to finding happiness is gratitude.<