Is this the cliche blogger move right now? Signs point to definitely, yes.

Ah, well: screw it.

It’s coming on Thanksgiving for us Americans, and I can’t think of a group of people more deserving of my thanks than you.

You, reading while you nurse your son in Sweden, and you, too, as you go about your day in Israel, and all of you reading while you sit with a cup of coffee in your cramped (but lovely, I’m sure) New York apartments, and you in India and Australia and everywhere else.

I am so thankful to each and every one of you for being a part of this Live Simply.

So much has changed for me personally since I wrote my first post, but this blog has been a constant–a constant outpouring of my own brand of love and help. And I can’t thank you enough for allowing me to do that, for being receptive at all the right moments, for looking past my devout love of the word shit (I’ve been cutting back I swear! I mean, haven’t I?), for not seeming to bat one keystroke at my habit of making up words whenever the right one doesn’t feel like it’s out there already for me to use.

I’m thankful for every ridiculously sweet and thoughtful email I get from you– the ones telling me about your own stories and how I, by virtue of this blog, have contributed to it.

I am especially thankful for all your comments, tweets, email forwards, and more, because your help in spreading my message is integral and I don’t take any single one of those efforts to share it for granted.

I could not mean this more: thank you for understanding. You people get my humor and you acknowledge my sincerity, and you then you thank me for the words!

This blog is so much a part of me that I would probably be writing daily as I do even if nobody was reading. That you are, (so many of you!) (and from all over the world!) makes it so much more indescribably sweeter.

THE END.