Last night, I was really struggling to come up with anything to be grateful for.
I can’t say that no one in our family died this year. I can’t say my husband is getting closer to returning to work. I can’t say my health has been stable this year. I can’t even say my dog is healthy, since we just found out he needs surgery next week.
So I wasn’t going to post anything at all about giving thanks.
But I feel differently tonight. Life is not giving me the big things I want, but there are many good things in my life nonetheless.
I’m grateful for the Instant Pot that made a scrumptious turkey breast in less than an hour with almost no effort on my part.
I’m grateful for the friend who joined us for dinner.
I’m grateful for the laughter we shared today.
I’m grateful for my niece (who apparently had a hot dog for dinner) and my nephew (who ate three bowls of what he called “cranberry applesauce”).
I’m grateful for the video I have from Thanksgiving 2013, which captured my Mom making my niece laugh.
I’m grateful for the new writing friends I made this year.
I’m grateful for my bed and soft flannel sheets.
I am grateful to be alive.
There are only a few hours left in Thanksgiving, so I’m getting this written just in time. I give thanks for what I have, and hope for the strength to carry the rest.