Another Thanksgiving is over and done with. All that’s left is some tasty leftovers, and maybe a few of the dishes to be done. I’m guessing I’ll still be eating leftover turkey and pumpkin pie for the next couple days… and that suits me just fine.
I spent the day in the company of good people who care about me, appreciate my cooking, and are eager to make me smile. I had more than enough good food, a warm place to rest my head when night fell, and warm critters who wanted to snuggle with me as I drifted off to a thoroughly sated sleep.
All in all, I have a great deal to be thankful for today. Here’s a short (and terribly incomplete) list:
I’m thankful for Mr. Twistie, now and always. He’s my rock, my most enthusiastic cheerleader, and the other half of my soul. When I’m down, he pulls me up. When I’m confused, he slows me down and helps me make sense of things. When I’m lost, he’s always got a roadmap ready… and is able to read it. He tells me he loves me every day, and his every action backs that up. He gets me my favorite juice, even though he wouldn’t drink it on a bet, does silly things just to make me laugh, and even sat through a Melissa Etheridge concert for me once. He is my beloved, and I am damn lucky to have love like that in my life.
I’m thankful for my cat, Jake. He’s neurotic, demanding, terrified of people who aren’t me and Mr. Twistie, and a handy receptacle for blame. He sucks the heat from my body in January, and generously replaces it in August, when I really don’t need it. He loves to ‘help’ me type by walking across the keyboard, and he is and endless source of joy and amusement.
I’m thankful for my job. In a world where unemployment is so high, I’m lucky to have a job at all. But to have this job… a job I love, that matters to me, working for and with amazingly witty, with it people… that’s a blessing beyond words.
I’m thankful for the Fatosphere and the talented writers in it. When I need a respite from the endless barrage of negativity aimed at me and mine, it’s nice to know there’s somewhere I can go to bask is body acceptance. So thanks to Kath at Fat Heffalump, Not Blue at All, Katja at Family Feeding Dynamics, Ragen at Dances With Fat, and all the others who remind me that there is a world where people can just get over waistlines and appreciate hearts.
I’m thankful for a roof over my head, access to plenty of good food, delightful neighbors who let me play with their pets and their kids, and a relatively safe place to live. There are too many people in the world without any of these things. In a world where a quarter of the children in as rich a nation as this go to bed hungry more often than not, we should all appreciate that we have the basics.
I’m thankful for the artists, writers, comedians, singers, and other creative people who have opened my eyes to new worlds and new ways of viewing them. The mind requires every bit as much exercise as the body to fulfill its function properly.
I’m grateful for my health, all the moreso since I have no health insurance, and there are always those pointing accusing fingers at me to tell me that because of my weight, I’m taking up all the health care. Both my body and my mind are sound, knock wood. What’s more, I have the strength of body to participate in the American Cancer Society’s Relay for Life each year. I started doing walk-a-thons for worthy causes when I was fifteen. I’m still doing them. Lord willing and the creek don’t rise, I’ll go right on doing them for a couple decades to come.
I’m grateful for my sense of humor. It’s carried me through many a rough time, and I expect it will help me survive the next round of crap that comes my way. Even in the worst times of my life, I’ve been able to find something funny, some reason to keep smiling. If that’s not something to be grateful for, I don’t know what is.
How about all of you? What are you thankful for right now?