Preliminary RAVE: Thanksgiving

[mirabile]

It’s a terribly political holiday and the history of the founding of this country is bloody and sordid, and I don’t in any way want to minimize the importance of that fact by writing the following, but I felt compelled.

Here’s a day I get to spend in the company of my family and simultaneously avoid going to work. Now, usually I say that a bad day at work is better than a good day with my family. They drive me totally bonkers. But I love them, much to my chagrin. I’m glad I have them and that they are nearby. Everyone I care about is safe and healthy right now. This, in and of itself, is at the top of the blessings I will hopefully count tomorrow. I hope that is the same for anyone reading this.

I’m not rich. I don’t even think I technically rank among the middle class by Seattle’s definitions. But still, I have so much to be thankful for that I’m afraid if I start listing everything out, I might not know how to stop. That’s a risk I’m going to take. I am thankful for the warmth of my home and the power that provides it. I wish it were more environmentally friendly. But I’m so happy to have it, especially tonight. I wish I were thinner, but I would prefer to be overfed than under. I have loved and been loved in return. It’s one of life’s most ostentatious blessings, I think. Heavens, now I’m just bragging so maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. It’s only that I find that I too often feel sorry for myself and forget how great some things are, the little things, the things I take for granted most of the time because they work without me paying them much attention, like my lungs and my heart. Thank you, Breath. Thank you, Heart. Thank you, Brain. You, that last one, you’ve let me down more than a few times this past year, but please keep chugging away.

And thanks, West Seattle Blog Forum members. Some days, I only laugh because of something I read here. I don’t know who any of you are, but you have touched my life. How strange and wonderful. Mirabile dictu.

P.S. After reading this, I found myself wanting to kick my own a##. Seriously. I’m really only thankful for cigarettes, sad songs, Sazeracs, and Shirley MacLaine in Two Mules For Sister Sara.

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[EmmyJane]

Nah, don’t kick your own ass, that was awesome and it made me smile. :-)

P.S. I’m thankful for beer, suger cookie dough, Thursday night TV… and I suppose my family. :-) I’m also thankful for the four-legged angels in the cutest cat and dog costumes that I’ve ever seen that make every single day of my life better. And I’m also thankful for the random people that I pass in this world who are really really nice, because I really appreciate niceness and for someone as sensitive as I (as I would only admit in a Thanksgiving post) it can just make my whole darn day. Seriously nice people, thank you.

P.S.S. or P.P.S. I’m also thankful for the wine that helped contibute to this post.

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[JoB]

mirabelle…

you should post more often.

Happy thanksgiving.

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[charlabob]

Mirabelle, thank you — your writing is beautiful and your thoughts amazing. You made me smile and think. Simultaneously. Hope everyone is having exactly the thanksgiving they want.

c and cat and katskys

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