I work very hard and am attending college to obtain my degree in the Human Service field. Writing makes me feel alive and gives me the opportunity to touch those whom I would not be able to otherwise. Last but not least, I have been blessed with two amazing daughters who love me completely and support my dreams. Feel free to contact me with questions, concerns or feedback.
Yet, today we celebrate for many different reasons. One, of course, would be tradition. I am sure all of us look forward to a feast of turkey, gravy and mashed potatoes. Getting together with family, sitting around the table. After a couple of hours, everyone is relaxing from those delicious turkey enzymes which seem to stem from the alcohol family.
I recall my our family get togethers. Grandpa would carve the turkey. He did this for many years and eventually passed on the electric blade. Grandma's home was always warm and full of love. I do remember one time, that I will never forget. I was in front of my Uncle Tim. I love the dark meat on the bird. I just find it to be more tender and tasty. I do not recall how much I took, but to this day he insists I cleared the entire platter of dark meat. He states he will never stand behind me in line again. I dispute him every time, but I believe this has become somewhat of a joke between us.
I wonder how many of us take time to reflect on the true meaning of "thanks" giving. Although we are years past celebrating a certain harvest, I wonder today if most people, like myself, overlook the reason for this season. Sure, I can admit that I look forward to another day off of work. Hey, if Thanksgiving falls on a Friday, you have a three day weekend, right? I am more than thankful for time off.
Yet, I wonder how many of us really take time to make a mental list of what we are most thankful for. Sure, I can write the same list as you. Family, health, home, job, car, food, clothing, just to name a few. But, if you dig deeper, and think back within the past couple of years, is there something greater you may be missing?
I know for myself, I am thankful for my heart. The main reason is because approximately four years ago I was stricken with an irregular heartbeat and was admitted to the hospital. It took 4 days until they found the right medication. At that time I was told by my doctor I would be on medication for the rest of my life. Due to this particular medication, I may never be able to have children again.
Because of the above situation, I am thankful for my children. I hate to say "what if", but let's use it this one time. What if I had become sick earlier in my life and had never had the opportunity to have my daughters? As I look around, and see so many women who are unable to conceive, I wonder... Why me? Why was I chosen to have two healthy amazing children? I am in awe of the fact I have been given the opportunity to bring life into this world.
I am thankful for my health. Despite my health situation, my health in general is overall pretty good. Being able to see, walk, touch, feel, taste, smile, hug are gifts some will never experience. I think in general that sometimes I take these gifts for granted. I wonder sometimes what it would be like if one of these were taken from me. I really don't know how to answer that honestly. I recall in high school I had a friend who was deaf. I asked her, "If you had the chance to hear, would you?" You know what she replied, she stated, "This is all I have ever known, and I would not change it for the world."
I am thankful for the fact I have a roof over my head and food in my belly. Even I admit, when those commercials come on, I have a strong urge to change the channel. You know, those particular commercials where you see starving children sitting in a mess of a village. No running water, walls for protection. Could you ever imagine? Could you imagine being a mother wondering how you plan on feeding yourself and your children? How about the families that sell their son or daughter for $100 in order to survive another year? I could not imagine the heartache of a mother who believes it is the only way. To not know if you will ever see your child alive again, or if they are being harmed.
As I ponder these thoughts, I am brought back to the fact that I have so much to be thankful for. To be able to give and receive love. To make a difference in the world around me. To be able to smile and show my emotions. To hear every word of gratitude being spoken by my children and friends. To know that I am loved unconditionally despite. To be able to write and hopefully, make a difference in the lives of others. Yet, most of all, to have faith in something so much greater than myself.