Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful for lots of things-- my husband (a man quite tolerant of artistic personalities), my son (quite a character), my father (even when life becomes far more complex because of his involvement), my mother's love and influence although she can't be with us physically anymore, my brother (although I don't get to see him nearly enough now), my in-laws (urgh--generally ;-), the smattering of friends and acquaintances I have even here in the bowels of New York ;-), anyone reading my blog (Sara, especially :-)... I'm also thankful that we're closer than ever to being pretty much off the standard Walmart, etc. foodchain. We're cutting chemicals and striving for healthier living in doable ways.
And there's more, but back to being a writer...
I'm thankful that I have the opportunity to express myself and live out my strangest dreams, fantasies and fears through characters that I create (and seem to grow on their own). I'm thankful that even on my worst days, writing is there like a mental cushion to fall back on. I'm thankful I was able to get enough of an education that I have a keen appreciation of language (and languages) and the crafting of characters and building of worlds. I'm thankful that writing is a craft that is usually done in a warm, sheltered setting with coffee nearby. I'm thankful I am blessed with enough creativity that it never seems there's enough time to write all the stories in my head.
There's more that I'm thankful for, and I try to be mindful of the small things daily, but it's good to "count your blessings" sometimes and realize there are lots of things still right in the world, despite what's obviously wrong (like the number of parents gypping in line to exit the parking garage at Playhouse Disney Live on Stage last night--nice modeling of behavior for your kids! I'm sure those behaviors won't bite you in the butt later! ;-). Ahem... Anyhow... I'm thankful for LOTS of things. I hope you're feeling thankful, too.
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