Gratitude Sunday: What’s On Your Thankful List?

Gratitude * Sunday

Quote of the Week – “For what I have received may the Lord make me truly thankful. And more truly for what I have not received.” Storm Jameson

Sunday Haiku
Yellow leaves dangle,
wind-dancing, sparkling, tipping
branches like glitter.

Sunday Musings
It’s showtime! The holidays are on. I can’t wait for January 2nd.

Isn’t it interesting how some people love the holidays and some people don’t? What happens in the lives of people who don’t that they have such difficulty dealing with these celebratory events?

We know families suffer all kinds of trauma and it affects our interactions, our trust levels, and our ability to communicate. We have difficulty letting others be themselves. We want them to be like us, but the delight of being human is the fact we are different. We will never be the same or think the same or behave the same. And it’s all good, because when each person has different skills we can bring many talents to the table.

My current (and forever) issue is dealing with overthinking. It’s bad enough to dislike commercials and consumerism. I start thinking about the history and “dis”-history of the event. Thanksgiving is a case in point.

If we talk about the first Thanksgiving, what is the true story? We don’t know. We have a myth that has come down to us and somehow it has turned into a huge national forced holiday. Like Columbus Day or Indigenous Person’s Day, whatever we want to call it, this is a holiday of mixed feelings. We don’t know how the native population was really treated by the white men who came here insisting on manifest destiny, yet the myth of the native celebrating with the usurpers persists. Perhaps they really did bury the hatchet. Or not.

The myth has developed into this holiday that seems to force families together whether they like it or not. For everybody to purchase and eat the same (or almost) meal on the same day. I realize I’m being gloomy. It’s good for families to spend time together as long as it’s not destructive, and so many families are.

This sounds like I have a totally dysfunctional family. I don’t. We have our challenges but nothing major, and mostly our challenges are geographic and logistical.

I don’t need to be told to be thankful on one day of the year. I’m thankful all the darn time. I have to be. I’ve been through plenty of hard times, still going through them, as a matter of fact. But in between the bad times there are good times. The bad times can be so loud it’s hard to remember the good times.

So, enough cranky for today.

I am thankful for kicking this cold-thingy I just had. That it didn’t turn into bronchitis. Or pneumonia.

I am thankful for my doctor who was able to get me in immediately when I panicked about not being able to catch my breath.

I am thankful for being able to communicate my concerns about my reactions to pharmaceuticals and a doctor who honors my concerns instead of foisting drugs upon me.

I am thankful for having the time I need to rest when I am ill, and a safe warm home to do so in.

I am thankful for a counselor who listens and lets me vent every nasty and loving thought I have without judgment.

I am thankful for invitations and people who understand when I can’t attend.

I am thankful for my sister’s early discovery of a health issue and her routine recovery without new challenges.

I am thankful for the people who organize the local farmers market, and the winter indoor markets they provide.

I am thankful for the local gardeners and farmers who are willing to sell their produce to their friends and neighbors.

I am thankful for long distance relatives, even though I don’t get to see them more than once a decade or so, including some I haven’t met in person yet. Somehow comforting to know people who share my blood and heritage are all over the United States.

I am thankful for family, no matter the challenges.

I am thankful for knowing that because we came from the same source we are all connected, whether we claim it or not.

I am thankful for choice, for yeses and nos.

I am thankful for the freedom to read and learn as I please.

I am thankful the first nation people didn’t kill the white people who arrived on strange ships, who brought illness and oppression to their people, as some of the usurpers were my ancestors. It is likely some of those indigenous people were my ancestors as well.

I am thankful for the few people who think I’m worthy, because I struggle everyday trying to remember that.

I am thankful for access to my local aquatic center and the patroness who subsidizes my membership fee.

I am thankful for water at my tap, hot or cold, any time I want it.

I am thankful for the patience of getting through the holidays with as little stress as possible.

I am thankful for being able to offer you wishes for the holiday of your choice, that you get to share with those you love and who love you, and that you can have peace in your heart.

Color Watch – colorful attractions in my neighborhoods this week – Great globs of green moss. Burgundy leaves against red berried cotoneaster. Shades of naked brown lilac branches against my faded brown fence. My favorite red rock decorated with green moss and sparkly rain drops.

Current View – {These are only my opinions about movies and books, but don’t let me stop you from trying these reviewed items yourself; your opinion may differ.} Season 6 of Showtime’s Ray Donovan (2018, rated TV – MA) with Liev Schreiber. Fascinating how watching violence on the screen makes me feel grateful for my safe placid life.

Currently ReadingAdvice for Future Corpses (and those who love them):A Practical Perspective on Death and Dying (2018, death, terminal care) by Sallie Tisdale. Hwell, my plan of being laid out on my bed and burning my house around me won’t work. The fire will not be hot enough to dispose all of me. Also embalming is not a legal requirement. Ms Tisdale has provided inspiration to find an eco-friendly manner of my body disposal. * Blowout (2019, world politics and the oil industry) by Rachel Maddow. The nefarious deeds of greed, greedy, power hungry people, and how they use the long game.

This week I have been grateful for:

  • On an errand this week I sat at a stop sign and watched a a sparkly gold glitter tree. The tree was large, and had shed most of its bright yellow leaves. The leaves that hung on were wind dancing and the way the light hit them it looked like the tree had been showered with gold glitter.
  • The angle of the light.
  • The few minutes I spend outside everyday.
  • Having my own private yard to look at the neighbor’s trees from.
  • The wildlife in my yard: crows, jays, other birds, squirrels, skunks, possums, raccoons, frogs, and all the little creatures I can’t see.
  • The son sticking with his new job.
  • The abundant feeling of having my own home, even though it’s hard to keep making the ends meet.
  • Rubber bands. Cheap fidgeters.
  • Costco’s rotisserie chicken.
  • Creamy, sweet Comice pears.
  • Water.

Hoping you have a lovely week.

Namaste. Peace. Blessings.

Floral ribbon border by Laurel Burch

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