Hey love,

Whether you’re reading this between basting the turkey, hiding from small talk in the bathroom, or blissfully curled up on the couch in stretchy pants… I just wanted to slip into your inbox and say:

I’m grateful for you.

Not in the vague “I’m grateful for my community” way that people write on Instagram and then forget about.
I mean you-you.

The you who is doing her best with what she has.
The you who is tired, but still dreaming bigger.
The you who opens these emails looking for something softer, wiser, more sustainable than “hustle harder and drink more coffee.”

Today, I hope you remember:

If the day feels cozy and easy — soak it in.
If the day feels complicated, loud, or a little lonely — I’m sending you the biggest exhale and a reminder:

You’re not behind.
You’re not failing.
You’re a human doing the best she can in a very noisy world.

So here’s my tiny Thanksgiving invitation for you:
At some point today, put your hand on your heart, take one deep breath, and quietly say,
“Thank you, body, for carrying me through this life, even when I forget to say thank you.”

That’s it. That’s the whole ritual.
No habit tracker. No perfection. Just a moment of real, honest gratitude for you.

I’m so honored to be in your world — in your inbox, in your thoughts, in your ‘okay fine I’ll finally take care of myself’ era. 🥂

Happy Thanksgiving, {{first_name}}.
I’m cheering for you… gravy stains, emotions, and all.

With so much love,

Genta 🧡

P.S. If you’re already peeking at the Black Friday offer for The Glow Wellness Club, consider this your cosmic nudge. You’ve got the link — no secret door, no waiting list, no frantic countdown needed. Just you following what feels supportive, spacious, and right for you.

And if today isn’t the day you click?
That’s okay too. I’ll be here, cheering you on with a cold slice of pie and a warm heart. 🧡