“I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.” – Woody Allen
I was in Mexico during October’s Canadian Thanksgiving and didn’t pay to much attention to it. So this week I thought I’d adopt the American Thanksgiving.
I probably won’t actually do the whole turkey and trimmings thing, in fact, I’m guessing the only foodie-related thing might be a few cranberries on my yogurt, but I can certainly work on the thankful part.
It shouldn’t be too hard to do. Especially after reading much of the global news. In contrast to all that despair, I would like to say that:
- I am grateful that I live in a peaceful part of the world. There are no rockets launching in to my neighbourhood, no shelling, no bullets.
- I am grateful that I can safely walk the streets and fear nothing.
- I am grateful, that though it’s been raining like crazy and the winds are whipped into a frenzy, that we remain safe, unflooded and with full power.
- I am grateful for the access to excellent health care, and especially, that I in no way currently need access to health care.
- I am grateful for access to fabulous food, organic everything, great restaurants (both big and hole-in-the-wall-small, fresh and hygenic groceries and a wonderful kitchen.
- I am grateful for libraries, bookstores and e-books.
- I am grateful for the freedom to travel.
- I am grateful for friends/my husband/family for; coffee dates, movie dates, dinner dates, drink dates, walking dates, hiking dates, talking dates and date dates.
- I am grateful for a wonderful life partner, an ecclectic and wonderful group of friends and a family that keeps the ‘fun’ in dysfunctional.
- I am grateful that I can turn on a tap and access great drinking water and hot water.
- I am grateful for a good bed, warm blankets and a safe home.
- I am grateful for you, the reader of my words. It’s nice to know I’m not writing in a vacuum.
- I am grateful for the freedom to write and say what I think.
- I am grateful for my life.
What are you grateful for?
Yes Colleen, I would agree with all this and all the things we take for granted.
That’s so true Catherine. I remember realizing how much I take peace for granted when I read The Cellist of Sarajevo. It is such a fragile notion and we have no idea of that until it’s gone. We are both so lucky to be living where there is peace.
Yes you do sum it up quite nicely. I would like to say ditto Colleen and add that I am thankful that any given day, anywhere in the city, there is food available to anyone. I have a list of locations if anyone is interested….
Hi Karen. I love knowing that too. It’s wonderful that there are places that make sure anyone who is struggling can always come in off the street and get a free meal. I can’t imagine how hard it must be, living on the cold wet street…
Lovely! We are so lucky aren’t we ?
That’s for sure Becca. It’s rather overwhelming some times.