Pat Rothfuss on Thanksgiving

I've been extra busy at work these past few weeks, so updates have slowed, but I did find a moment to read Pat Rothfuss writing very movingly about Thanksgiving and his son, Oot:
Actually, that’s not true. I have a very good imagination. I can imagine exactly what it would be like to not have enough food for my baby. It’s a horrifying feeling. It’s a huge feeling. When I think about not being able to feed my baby, my mind brushes up against the edge of something very big and dark in my head. Like nighttime swimmer who feels something firmly bump against his foot.