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Giving Thanks in My Own Way

It’s Thanksgiving in three days, the time we express gratitude for the things we have. But really, how thankful are we when we say we are?

I think being grateful to be alive has never been more meaningful than it has these past two years. For a lot of us — who experienced it, had someone who went through it, or lost someone to COVID-19 — the everyday expression “just thankful to be alive” hits differently. It’s so filling when you actually mean it.

So that is already a given.

But how about the relatively smaller qualities? The things that give meaning to our lives, and which often go unaccounted for?

That’s what my post today is about: what I’m thankful for in real time.

I’m thankful for the air I breathe, the love I receive from people like my mom, so unconditionally.

I’m thankful for the laughs that the children I’ve taught, friends and family, or a stranger on the street have given me.

I’m thankful for my softness and common sense in these times of ignorance and hate.

I’m thankful for my good health; keeping my autoimmunity at bay.

I’m thankful for the patience I’m able to find within me. Even when I think I lack much of it, it proves me wrong every time I make it through a rough day.

I’m thankful for sunshine and the sky that I can look at with these eyes on a walk home or anywhere I go; that being it cloudy or clear I can be inspired by because the universe knows a soul like mine needs this piece of nature to feed my all.

I’m thankful that I’m free as a woman, knowing our history.

I’m thankful for visual arts and music, responsible for my sanity. Because whether it’s dancing, singing, or listening, I don’t know how my blues would turn into a hot pink without it.

I’m thankful for my fingers because writing. Obviously. And I’m thankful for you, the people who give this hopeless rolling stone a chance, reading my thoughts and supporting my work.

I’m thankful for the kindness that still exists in our troubled world.

I am thankful for lessons learned.

And yes, I am thankful that I am me.

I may not say it every day, but for this and more I give thanks.

Have a safe and happy Thanksgiving, all.

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