gratitude, #711-739.
711. Mom and Dad Gentino in our South Asia world
712. Suitcases full of books and Christmas presents
713. Chocolate chips and maple syrup and Starbucks Thanksgiving blend
714. Our homey apartment
715. Space to breathe
716. The wonder of real bathtubs and a real oven
717. A chance to appreciate things I never thought to appreciate before
718. Trading Hindu temple music for the Muslim call to prayer
719. Lilly, who eases my load
720. Our tilty, patchy fake Christmas tree
721. Christmas music on Grooveshark.com
722. Kurta shopping on Commercial Street with Linda
723. Lalbagh Botanical Gardens . . . an oasis of green
724. My two new house plants
725. A Christmas poinsettia for our balcony
726. Seeing John and Alison and the boys settled in their new home
727. Our date night babysitting co-op
728. Friends to explore our neighborhood with
729. Tasty new restaurants . . . Ocea, Fanoo’s, and Green Theory (and we only saw a rat in one of them)
730. Living in a Muslim neighborhood where beef is plentiful
731. Thomas and Mary, Sadiq, Farheen . . . new friends
732. Anu, Deepakshi, Arvind, Maria . . . old friends come to visit
733. Homemade pumpkin spice lattes
734. My first chicken shawarma
735. Judah thinks his Grandpa can fix anything
736. Laugher and Phase 10 around the dining room table last night
737. A spur-of-the-moment cappuccino date with my husband
738. Gathering around the candlelight for advent
739. Too many gifts to count