Thanksgiving is more than family, though; Thanksgiving is
about the courage to go to new places, to dare to try something new. The people
who settled America found enough bravery to sail across the unknown ocean to a
land they’d never seen. And ever since then, people have flocked from every
corner of the world to settle on this quirky piece of real estate.
I’m thankful to live in this great country where I am free
to gather, for in some places this is illegal. I’m thankful that I have
opportunities to choose my path, and that my children have the same
opportunities because in some places your job is chosen for you from birth. I’m
thankful for the men and women who care for my nation, who protect it from
those who wish to take away my freedoms (enough said).
I’m thankful for my health care providers, and thankful to
be able to pay for those services. I’m grateful for my education, my home, my
poor accident-magnet Honda. I’m thankful I can shop at small local stores or
chains or Wal-Mart or Amazon.
I am thankful for my children; until recently, in some
countries I might not be able to raise more than one child and certainly not a
girl.
I’m grateful I can write and read anything I wish, without
fear.
In this era of terrorism and corruption and inflation and
Mother Nature run amok, I’m thankful to be alive and experiencing the world,
for it reminds me that even though I’m small and only human, I’m still capable
of doing good.
What are you thankful for?
Peace…
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