Hey, everybody! It’s that time of year again when families comes together to enjoy the winter holidays. This week is Thanksgiving, so I figured I’d write about some of the things that I am thankful for.
What does it mean to be thankful, exactly? This thought did cross my mind. Does it mean that you acknowledge and appreciate something or someone who enriches your life? Does it mean you respect some aspect of your life but not necessarily tell it to the world? It’s hard to tell. I guess everyone has to come up with his or her own definition.
If we do chose to acknowledge such an aspect, whom do we thank? Religious types wish to thank whomever they worship for bringing the aspect into their lives. Or should we thank who or whatever personally for being there?
Also, at what point do we draw the line for what and what not to be thankful for? Should material items be valid? An X-Box may affect your life but does it make you shallow to be grateful for that? Do we thank the negatives in our lives? Surely they do make us who we are (for better or worse). Just because something negative is in your life doesn’t mean the long-term effect is negative. For example, growing up in a house of abuse could empower one to create change for young ones with similar situations. Fate is a fickle and funny thing. You never how every little thing can shape your future. So by that respect shouldn’t you thank those who do you harm?
I don’t know. Maybe I’m the only one with the time on my hands to contemplate such mind-boggling things. Trust me, I’ve had plenty of both positive and negative that have made me the person I am. The thing that really gets me is that I am not yet fully formed as an individual. At what point does this happen? We are ever changing; time amends us physically if not emotionally. So until the moment that we die, aren’t we a new person with every second? And who is to say for sure whether or not the metamorphism does not continue after earthly death? I don’t pretend to know whether or not something exists beyond the earthly form. It is not my place to know (at least at this moment in time).
It’s so confusing. But then it hit me that trying to find the meaning of life is not living. Not that such deep thought is a waste of time, but shouldn’t I be out enjoying my life? Of course, if pondering is what makes you happy, go for it. But otherwise, go forth and be free, trusting that whatever waits for you is good and deserving. I don’t believe in ends. I don’t think anything ever ends. As long as it was here, it stays in some form or another, whether it is the fossilized remains of a dinosaur or stories of segregation from the 1940s immortalized in the pages of a book.
But I digress. I personally have so much to be grateful for. So many people enrich my life. If I forget you, I’m sorry. It’s completely unintentional.
First, I’d like to thank my parents. They gave me life and raised me to be the proud person that I am today. Just because we do not agree on everything does not mean I do not have immense respect for you. For better or worse you made me who I am, even if not always directly.
Next I’d like to think my teachers from throughout the years. You gave me the education I need to succeed in the real world. Not everything you taught came from books, however. So many life lessons spilled from your founts of knowledge. I commend you for all of that.
Next, I’d like to thank the friends and enemies I’ve had all my life. These outside life experiences have shaped the way I interact with others.
Now, down to some specific people.
Shauni Lloyd, the best friend I could ever wish for.
Dakota Johnston, an amazing first love and incredible boyfriend.
Matt Combes, the person who got me through the hardships and helped me come to terms with being gay.
Sandy Loucks, the single greatest teacher EVER and the reason I’m so resilient. Without her amazing green pen, this blog would not be here.
Madonna and Britney Spears, for giving me something to rock out to as I change the world!
Fred Phelps, a reminder that I am the not the craziest person on the planet.
Lastly, I’d like to thank my readers. Without you, this whole blog means nothing. Thank you so much for giving me purpose.
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