Back in my soap opera-watching days, I always used to cynically chuckle when the various groups would gather together in Port Charles or Salem or Oakdale or Springfield for Thanksgiving, and make melodramatic pronouncements about what everyone was thankful for.
As I've grown older, I've realized how much it means to be thankful for what I have, as well as what I don't have. And while there may not be a crowd around to listen to my pronouncements of gratitude, they mean a great deal to me all the same.
I am thankful for the health of my friends and family.
I am thankful for the love and support of my family and friends. To know that I have others in my corner makes every difficulty a little less daunting.
I am thankful that my dog, Zeke, is healthier than we thought he'd be, and that we can spend yet another Thanksgiving together.
I am thankful for two amazingly adorable nephews. The wonder they experience at life's simple things thaws even my jaded heart.
I am thankful to have found the love of my life 7+ years ago. I can't imagine my life without you.
I am thankful to have people who challenge me and push me to be better than I ever thought possible. I cannot believe I'll be running a half-marathon next weekend, but I am thankful for the health and stamina to do so.
I am thankful for the ability to dream and hope. Far too much of life is spent focusing on reality, so aspirations are magical.
Most of all, I am thankful to have a job and a roof over my head. Especially at this time, there are too many people in this world who have neither or lack at least one.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
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