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Thank youPosted Monday, December 19, 2011, at 9:53 PM
Even during the craziest times, there is always something to be thankful for. Even in the sadness of loss, we can always be thankful for having known that person, even through the tears.
Even me. I am thankful for my life, for second chances, for do-overs and the chance to start over again.
I am thankful to my parents for bringing me into this world where I can find my purpose and for taking care of me and providing for me when I was growing up, for buying me those silly Halloween costumes with masks, for sending me to college, to my father for teaching me to drive while maintaining your calm and composure and for throwing me all those birthday parties.
I am thankful to Sister Barbara for listening to me and encouraging me, to Jack for helping me when I barely had a dime to my name, to Pam for offering to pick me up at the airport when I came to Chicago and for offering to help me on my flight back, if there wasn't a hidden motive there, to Karen for being my friend. I wish you were still here. To Mariel, my editor at the Los Angeles Daily News for asking me to blog for them a few years ago. It's been a fun ride, to Niki at the Area Wide News for supporting me and for her graciousness and humor and to many more.
Even though it's harder to say and much harder to see, in ways I am thankful to those who have been utter skanks to me and have thrown me curve balls in one way or another. Through them, I have learned that some things aren't a function of me; they are a function of them and that their snarkiness, ill will and general all-around lousy humor are a function of who they are rather than what I am. It's been a hard lesson, and in the end, I thank them.
We all have a list of things that we can gripe about, and if I could unveil mine, it would be longer than a phone book of these United States, but even though it is hard, life goes down more smoothly when we view it with an air of gratitude and thanks because things happen how they are supposed to and for the best even if it may not seem so at the time. Happy, Happy, Merry, Merry.
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