Like many who celebrate the holiday, our little threesome (no, not THAT kind of threesome) will gather together to eat too much, drink too much, and watch too much football (as if there’s such a thing).
Every year, before diving into our loaded plates, each family member is invited to state one thing for which they’re grateful. Because I am a cynical/sarcastic sort, I usually pipe up with something along the lines of “I’m glad I’m not a turkey….”
This year will be different. This year, when it’s my turn to speak, I will raise my glass and tell my family that I am thankful for “almost”. No, you didn’t read that wrong.
Those of you who know me well (and those of you who don’t, but have been following my blog*) know that this year has been a rough one. TBH the past 2-3 years have been “less than pleasant”. In the past several years, I almost lost my daughter, almost lost my husband (twice), almost lost my house and almost lost my mind (which is bad, because it’s much too small to be wandering around lost and alone).
As they say, “Almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades“. My family has experienced so many blessings these last few years – we have received so much love and support from friends, family and even casual acquaintances , that I can’t help but be grateful.
They also say “That which doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” – and it’s true. We have emerged from this year even stronger.
Thank you Life, for my lessons. I’m strong enough now.
I have two questions for you, my loyal listeners (I was going to say “readers”, but it doesn’t flow) – Who are “they” and what are you grateful for?
*Thank you for following me! You are one of the many things for which I am very, very grateful