I am thankful for every relationship in my life that has come and gone. Be they joyful, toxic, or a mixture of both. Each person who has come into my life has been a masterful teacher to me on some level, at some time.
I am grateful for the chance to receive rejection with grace and humility and serve it in the same manner. For the knowledge and wisdom of when it was time to move on. For the strength and courage to act with maturity and kindness when doing so. For taking the brave steps of walking away from a cycle of pain and towards a cycle of support.
I am thankful…
For new beginnings.
For the adventure of having lived in an RV for 18 months and the places it took our family, the freedom it gave us, the minimalism it introduced to us, and the memories we made.
For having the safety, security, and conveniences of a home, once again. For a room of my own to write, read, and create in. For a large playroom for my daughter. For a space for my husband to work and create. For my cozy hospital bed. For hot water, power, central air & heat, showers, a large refrigerator, two bathrooms, a washer & dryer, and wifi, at our disposal 24/7-365 (which were not always available while we traveled for a year and a half.)
For the community we so loved and had to say goodbye to.
For our Angel Naomi for showing up at the eleventh hour, in a heat wave, with people to help move and doing physical labor herself.
For Jennie watching our daughter all week while I had infusions and we packed the storage space. For Austin and his friends from his church that helped load the truck on the final day and who we never would have made it out of there without.
For Jen & Daniel and their sustaining friendship and the hearty meal. For Brooke providing her home for us to house-sit while we said our goodbyes to the community and loved ones. For Cher’e for being sweet and loving and sharing craft materials.
For all the doctors and nurses I care about so much that I had to say good bye to.
For everything our old home town was for us while we were there: a nature’s paradise, a safe, liberal, hippie bubble, a wonderful, supportive community.
For learning how to be more compassionate and giving by being on the receiving end of so much compassion and giving.
For my closest, longest, most enduring friendships that sustain, lift, support, and hold space for me on a consistent weekly basis, year after year: Lisa, Richard, Katrina, Ken, Perry & G, Tracy & C, Jeff/Sist, and Hollie (how about that, five women and five men. The yin and the yang create completeness. I feel so balanced. HA.)
You will never know how much your regular texts, emails, phone calls, and visits lift my spirits and carry me forward. The kindness of your loyalty moves me deeply. I pray that I am as much a support for you as you are for me, so that you too, may know the gift of feeling truly loved, cared for, and thought of as special and important in the heart of another, year after consistent year. Our friendship continues to flourish in part because of the work we do on ourselves to be loving, kind, and loyal to ourselves, each other, and the world around us, and I appreciate that so very much.
For the support of my immediate and extended in-laws and the joy, laughter, and love my nephews bring me every time I hear from them or see their beautiful faces.
For the love and support of more recent or more casual friends who may flourish into deeper friendships as the years go by.
For support of the #WeAreOne campaign.
For creative friends who inspire me.
For the chance to really get settled again and help my daughter, my husband, and myself live our dreams.
For the opportunity, time, and space to create again: publish the books I’ve been writing, create the art I’ve been dreaming, and design and make real the private, peaceful, simple life I’ve always imagined.
For every day that I am alive, that I have the mental acuity and physical stamina to be present for myself, my family, my friends, and the world around me.
For the simple pleasures of a daily ritual with tea, and books, two of my most treasured long time companions.
For having access to watching Jeopardy as a family again.
Most of all, I am so thankful for my husband and daughter and the love and joy they bring me. Without their devotion, it’s difficult to imagine that I’d still be alive and kicking. Their beautiful smiling faces light up my entire world anew, each and every day. Their laughter lifts my spirit, like Charlie and his grandpa floating in Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. (Perfect set up for the pun: my family is a gas!)
Bliss really is an untapped energy source. It fills our new home with music, creative expression, and intellectual pursuits that abound.
I love my family. I love my friends. I love my life.
I am thankful for it all.