It’s been four years since I’ve been home for Thanksgiving. It’s an odd feeling to be home during this time of year. My mind keeps thinking it’s Christmas - feasting is all the same to me…
This year I decided not to take on so much work in the kitchen. I always try to do something elaborate thinking I’m Martha Stewart or something. Well, I’m not. And something ALWAYS ends up burning or tasting horrible. I have given up. Well… Until I have my own huge kitchen in my own house. Then I can attempt to cook all I want.
I’m thankful for a lot this year. It’s been a dramatic year. It seems like it all happened ages ago, but no. It’s almost the end of the year and I’m trying my best to take grasp of the feelings I had not too long ago.
First off, I’m thankful for this fire inside of me. Yes, I’m going to be selfish and be grateful that I have this personality of mine. But those who know me well may question my sanity, because I’m a fireball of characteristics. I’m curious. Ambitious. Independent. Stubborn. Naive. Temperamental. Aggressive. Honest. Self-conscious. Yet - confident. Over-analytical. Caffeine addict. TV junkie. Dreamer. Slightly a know-it-all. And not really normal. Yet, with all the bad and good, I’m thankful to be who I am. I have no need to be anyone else, or to be different.
Second, I’m thankful for my family. Because of their love, support, and tendency to pick on me, I’ve only strived for the best. I never had a fear of getting shoved into an unknown world and was forced to survive. I chose to move to one of the toughest cities on my own. I lived on my own. I graduated from a prestigious school. I traveled to many different places. I experienced different cultures and natures. I have an amazing job. I’m now living in another great city, on my own, supporting myself. They have pushed me from the beginning. Loved me during the lowest (idiotic) points of my life. Supported me when I lost confidence in myself. I never understood my need to run from them when I was rebellious teen, but now I do. It was never about running. I was just made to fly with my own wings.
Third, I’m thankful for my friends. I had this notion (while I was in a dark stage in life) that I wouldn’t be able to find people to ground me, to make me better. Then I was thrown into a world full of people I wanted to be surrounded by. Eagerness. Hunger. Courage. Determination. I made amazing friends during my college life. These are friendships that I never thought were possible. We live in different corners of the world, yet at the drop of a hat, we can pick up the phone and call each other for anything. I was fortunate to carry these friendships with me as I venture into the unknown and settle in unfamiliar places. I can’t thank them enough for shaping me to the person I am today.
Fourth, and last. I am thankful for the little things in life. Having a great job. Having a great manager. Having the ability to pour emotions onto pages. Having the creativity to write. Having the funds to travel. Having the option to travel back home to visit family so easily. Having the electronics to get me through the days. Having a perfect apartment in the perfect location. Having an income to live on my own and support myself. Etc… Sometimes the smallest things in life always support the biggest things in life. I find it important to appreciate the foundation, not just admire the building.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Even if it’s for a short 5 seconds, take the time to say one thing you’re thankful for today.