I’m thankful for chocolate…dark chocolate, but not dark chocolate more than seventy percent. If I wanted to have no sugar with my sugar, I’d buy a bar of baker’s chocolate…It’s cheaper. I’m thankful for dark chocolate with nuts that are chopped up in it. Truffles are good too. Lindt is probably the best, but some of those generics are mighty fine… I’m thankful for everyone in my life who grasped my subtle inclinations toward this treat, and use it as an easy gift that I will ALWAYS appreciate.
I’m thankful for tea, and my husband who showed me the delights of adding skim milk to my hot tea experience. I’m thankful for those times when we drink it together, especially sitting on a cruise ship deck looking out on the ocean. It’s been almost a year since the last time, but one day we will do it again, knowing the happiness of bringing our expanded family. It will be like our first cruise together, everything new and exciting.
I’m thankful for time…long, tedious, endless time that can be insufferable in the ticking moments, but I cling to them like the covers my husband hordes in the middle of the night.
I’m thankful for change, daunting and unpredictable, but relentless and dependable. Sometimes its inevitability allows me to hold on even if I don’t know where the shift will take me.
I’m thankful for new friends, and the old ones I now take the time to connect with on a reasonably regular basis despite busy lives. I’m thankful that it occurs to me to take unbegrudged initiation while simultaneously maintaining the confidence that they think of me too and appreciate my organizational drive of pursuit. I am thankful for my friends whose strength of character keep them with me even through their great struggles. I appreciate every day I can still hear from them, and hope the next year brings about easier times they deserve.
I’m thankful for my Kindle, the passport to endless realities and stories while I paddle in stationary bobbing most mornings before the sun awakens for the day. I’m thankful to be witness to the blue glow as the sun rises, filling the room like black light at the horrible college parties I used to attend.
Perhaps trite, but I’m thankful to have my partner in life and the only person worth arguing with over incredibly stupid issues that we both realize are stupid, but feel the urge to argue about them anyway. I know you read this, and I’m telling you the random paper towel sheets appearing mysteriously on the counter most mornings aren’t left by me. Ten years later there is no one else I’d rather have be where I need to be.
I’m thankful for family, all of them. Through times of strain and times of harmony it’s always a blessing, perhaps because there are so few of us in touch. My stories aren’t as enriching without the people in them, and I value every moment I can still make a call to hear of whatever antics might be in play in that particular moment. I’m thankful my children will grow to know all of these players with the capacity to fondly reminisce when the presence of some are no more. This excludes my mother. She will live for forever; I’m certain of it.
This blog is my ongoing gratitude for my current and future children.
I’m thankful for screaming goat YouTube videos, and those hilarious eCards I can read on Pinterest. I’m thankful for hot showers. I’m thankful for bulky yarn eternity scarves that look perfect every time I throw one on, and the variety of cardigans that I impulsively collect. I’m thankful for real scratch mashed potatoes with its skin included and turkey gravy. I’m thankful for grilled cheese…or just cheese, really…and bacon…Bacon is how I know there is still good in the world despite the atrocities that bombard the vacant spaces of life.
I’m thankful for opportunities, whatever they may be. Finally, I’m thankful for cool, crisp days to walk and think about them; to think about what was, is, and will be.