At its root, Thanksgiving is a holiday meant to remind us to be grateful for the many blessings we have. With the hustle and bustle of the holidays, and the ever-growing encroachment of Christmas into the Thanksgiving season, we often forget to take the time to count our blessings.
Just so I remember how lucky I am, here are a few of the things I'm thankful for:
- Family, even when they drive me crazy.
- A few close friends who love me more than 100 casual friends.
- My Sister Circle.
- My puppy Alex who makes me smile just by being himself.
- A job that I enjoy and that keeps a roof over my head and food on the table (most of the time!).
- My health--if an achy hip is the only lasting effect of three serious wrecks, I'm very fortunate.
- My writing and photographic ability.
- Beautiful memories.
- Music that touches my soul, lifts my spirit, makes me smile because it matches my own internal rythym, or just makes me feel good.
- Roommates, past and present, who have put up with my bad habits, and with whom I've unfailingly been able to share a lot of late-night giggles and even full belly laughs.
- Sunny days.
- My dependable car--after a series of not-so-dependable ones.
- Having loved deeply, and having been loved in return.
- Road trips with friends.
- Guilty pleasure TV shows.
- Blogs that help me keep up with and feel close to friends who are far away. :)
- All my "adopted" families who make me feel at home wherever I am--Randi's family, the Willards, my Sister Circle (again) and my Wingate family.
- And last, but definitely not least--clean, dry socks (see the entry "Socks" from Sept. 5 if you're confused).