First, my family. I'd be a complete wreck if I didn't have people who depend on me.
Second, that live where I do. As screwed up and crazy-making as the U.S. is, it's not Darfur. It's just luck that I'm as (relatively) comfortable as I am.
Third, the kindness of strangers.
In keeping with family tradition, Mango Eater hated everything about the Thanksgiving meal and asked for something else. This year it was dry toast and a popsicle made from a tofu smoothie.
