Thanksgiving is my second-favorite holiday. It would be my first-favorite if we got to dress up as Stormtroopers and beg for candy, but considering that it is a holiday of turkey, dressing, football, parades, and tripping on tryptophan, not to mention being quintessentially American with Puritans escaping religious persecution only to turn around and persecute others themselves, then I can get behind it and support it before Christmas and Arbor Day.
(Was that last sentence a run-on? Ish. My apologies.)
All that excess aside, we're supposed to be thankful during this holiday. And I am. But...
I'm a pessimist. For example, the margarita glass is half-empty. I saw a ton of fish on that dive, but no sharks. We're on vacation, but we have to go home in five days. I pretty much wallow in my pessimism and my over-use of the word but. I have tried, believe me, to break my but addiction.
But it's hard. I have yet to find the but-adone to cure my need for just one more hit.
So, my goal for this Thanksgiving is I'm going to be thankful for everything I have and not worry about all the half-empties, don'ts, ifs, shoulds, or buts. So, here goes:
I am thankful that my children are sweet, beautiful, healthy, and happy.
I am thankful for my husband. The Ty-man gives me unconditional love, understanding, and peace. He's been my best friend for 21 years and I'm so lucky to have him as my second half. He truly does complete me.
I am thankful that my husband's difficult and sometimes frustrating job keeps a roof over our head, clothes on our backs, and food on our table.
I am thankful that my mother lives near me and that she and my mother-in-law are here for me, to give me guidance, and help me love my children.
I am thankful for all my friends, for accepting me for who I am, loving me for all my quirks, and giving me strength.
I am thankful for the twins' wonderful Montessori teachers. Those four women who nurture my babies' minds are amazing beyond compare.
I am thankful for my health and that I'm alive and kicking, that I can do the things I love with no regrets and no guilt. That's always a good thing.
For once, I am thankful. With no buts.