I've been very fortunate with all the things that have been in my life as far as my professional and love life. I got news a couple days ago that I was accepted into a early professorship, where I will be teaching masters students next year under the title of Ph.d. My love life is the best it could ever be, loving fiance who supports me in every which way.
I met my inlaws last summer when they flew in from Hong Kong to New York. They are probably the world's nicest inlaws. The only barrier that we really had was the language. They speak Cantonese and Madarin and I speak: Korean, Italian, French, Spanish and Japanese (For my Grandmother's side). Even though their English is not bad at all, there were a few moments of: "Huh?". The Cantonese that I learned on CDs helped but not enough for me to converse to the point of complete understanding.
After they left I continued the Cantonese CDs, talked with my Chinese friends whenever I could with them correcting me or praising me. I feel pretty comfortable with listening now and basic conversation. Now I can go to Chinatown and actually ask them where things are, how much things are and things of that sort.
But last night put the biggest grin on my face when talking to my mother-in-law. She has been learning Korean online and tried out so many phrases on me and we giggled and laughed. At times she forgot what things meant and asked my fiance and I what it means. When I told her what it meant, I didn't even realized I was explaining in Cantonese! We were both so happy to communicate in Canto-Korean. I couldn't believe it at all, we were talking for over an hour and having so much fun and actually understanding one another. 
Like I said, I've been really fortunate and this Thanksgiving season there were many things I was thankful for. But this particular Thanksgiving I'm thankful for having two moms. Twice the love, for one daughter in particular.
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