It is Thanksgiving week (United States). I don’t know if the Thanksgiving story we were told as children is true, but I would like to think that for one week or two that it was true. There was a bit of peace on earth and fellowship between races before everything went to hell.
But let us be thankful.
I am thankful I know people who have been through such horrific trauma allow me to be a part of their lives even though I can scarcely imagine or relate to their trauma. I pray they know I am trying to understand, and I will stand with them no matter what the future holds (healing, we all hope).
I am thankful for the family I still have living on this earth.
I am thankful for the family that has passed on.
I am thankful for friends of many differing opinions.
I am thankful for the LBGTQ people who have graced my life and taught me about love, life, and acceptance.
I am thankful for the cats that chose me to be their person.
I am thankful for dogs. All the wonderful dogs.
I am thankful for horses.
I am thankful for sunshine, flowers, insects, and birds.
I am thankful for the coworkers who mentored me, put up with me, and befriended me despite my unlovable ways.
I am thankful for retirement.
I am thankful for grandchildren.
I am thankful that my son found a wonderful woman to marry and the granddaughter that union brought into my life. Love you, Kays!
I am thankful my son found some happiness in life and was a father to six beautiful children during his short stay on this earth.
I am grateful for my son-in-law who loves my daughter and likes us. Love you, Sam!
I am thankful for my elementary school friends who still remember me and who share so many memories with me.
I am grateful for my high school friends, especially those who looked past what a jerk I was in high school. I was a jerk.
I am grateful for the years I had a little sister who drove me nuts, confided in me, and befuddled me. I am especially grateful for her sense of humor and her four children.
I am grateful Cyndi Erquiaga considered me a sister. God rest, sweet friend/sister.
I am thankful for gardens. Flowers, herbs, vegetables, bushes.
I am thankful for insects and for the fact my father encouraged me to study them.
I am thankful my father showed me how to fight chauvinism in the 1960’s. Thanks, Dad, for being a man ahead of the times.
I am thankful for the close relationship I have with my brother and his children.
I am thankful for color.
I am thankful for il paints, acrylics, inks, and watercolors.
I am thankful for an online homeschooling community that supported me through the years of homeschooling and gave me lifelong friends, most of whom I have never met in person.
I am thankful for those online homeschool friends I have met in person who still like me.
I am thankful for the Internet that has helped me bridge the gaps between fandom and authors and musicians I truly appreciate and love. It has also helped me connect to old friends and acquaintances, often revealing that acquaintances should have been good friends.
I am thankful for eighteen years in the real estate business as an office coordinator or paycheck provider. The networking is one thing, but the life-long friendships is another. Besides, I learned I was good at math.
I am thankful I am good at math.
I am thankful for artist friends and connections.
I could go on. You could go on.
There’s a lot to be unthankful for. A lot of hardship. A lot of uncertainty. I get it if some folks can’t post what they are thankful for: they have a reason. Life is uncertain and we’re in the midst of a recession. I don’t mean to make anyone feel inadequate. Existence is moment to moment. I could list a lot of things I am NOT grateful for. But what is the point? Life is fucked.
I’m just choosing to focus on what I can this week.
I pray/hope you can, too.