This is the week to where we talk about gratitude and thankfulness and every year I think, shouldn’t I be thinking this way all year round? In light of everything that is going on in this world, something inside of me has shifted. As I pack my clothes, wondering how the heck I am going to get all of this moving down, I am aware that there are people who have the clothes on their back, who could fit all of their possessions in one bag, who only want to escape terror and have a chance at a good life. As I try and figure out the logistics of this move from one part of the city to another, I am aware that there are people who sleep under the stars because they don’t have roofs–which may sound romantic except when you add in the elements and bugs or even just a pillow to rest their heads. It’s made for a very emotionally topsy turvy type and even as I type that I am aware that what I consider to be a rollercoaster of emotions is nothing compared to what other people have gone through, are going through, right at this second.
So here is what I am thankful for: a roof over my head wherever that may be, clothes to keep me warm, clean drinking water, and food in my fridge. I am thankful for my bed and my blankets and my pillow. I am thankful for God’s providence in providing me a new place to live (and trusting that somehow I will move myself out of this place and into that one before Christmas?). I am thankful for the health I do have because it always could be worse and the meds that help my health issues and the doctors I can count on. I am thankful for my family and their support. I am thankful that the surgery one of my family member’s went through went well. I am thankful for my friends, the ones I laugh with and cry with. I am thankful for this space on the internet where I get to speak out and write, even though I am a woman. I am thankful that my ancestors were allowed to come to this country and build lives.
Real talk: I find a lot of things about the holidays difficult for different reasons. And this one is a little more stressful due to the move. And yet, somehow I know it will all work out. Maybe it won’t be easy but it will work out. Meanwhile, what I consider to be the most basic of blessings? Those things won’t be in jeopardy.
We are more blessed than we can even imagine.
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