You’re supposed to be everything your mental illness has ripped from you all other days of the year.
The fact that hot beverages exist, which you can pour into your favorite mug, is a miracle.
It is nothing short of insane that the Puritans are celebrated through Thanksgiving. They killed other people who did not believe like they did. One of them was Mary Dyer.
Let’s be grateful for today because we’ve worked hard to get where we are, we are goddamn warriors.
Gratitude for that nagging pain in my leg, gratitude for that troublesome client, gratitude for that delayed flight, gratitude for that damage from the storm. Because it’s making me take things slow, because it’s helping me develop better boundaries, because some flights are going to be delayed and I’m glad it wasn’t a more important flight, because the damage could have been worse, because the damage exposed a more serious problem that now we’re solving. And on and on.
Thank you for bubbles and the way that they remind us of the fragility of the universe — how everything can be gone in an instant.
“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” ― Marcel Proust
At Union Square, the conductor announces that our train is on fire and that we should “probably” all get out. Having recently seen videotapes of the MGM Grand Hotel fire in Vegas, the California brush fires, and the Italian earthquake, most of us passengers are not willing to stick around.
The beautiful thing about getting our heart broken is that it cracks us open to raw and powerful emotions that we generally try to avoid. k.