I haven’t done Thursday Thankfulness in ages. Well, I haven’t done any post in ages. Such a shame, when it’s writing that makes me Ana.
So, while we are happily playing round robin add-a-sentence to write a collaborative story on Facebook (look me up if you want to join!), and while you’re all having fun pushing up my word count for the promised story…
I think it’s time to write my gratitudes. Even if it’s not Thursday. Even if life has thrown me a few lemons in the past year. Even if sometimes it all seems like too much.
Because when else do we need gratitude most, but when life is hardest? We choose to want what we have, or we choose to want what we don’t. I’d like to have many things right now that I don’t. Stability, predictability, and a whole host of other things.
What I’ve got, instead, is this wonderful little band of fiercely loyal readers who waited throughout a year of book drought but came running as soon as I put out the call.
How grateful I am.
How pleased, touched, amazed, and overcome.
You’re still here, my beloved readers and supporters and friends.
Today it’s time to take stock of everything in my life that I can appreciate.
For a bed with clean sheets and a pillow that’s clean and good condition, I give thanks.
For a room with a lock on the door and a cupboard to store my possessions, I give thanks.
For food to fill my belly and a place to store nourishment for tomorrow, I give thanks.
For a shower that runs clean and sort of warm water, I give thanks.
For access to a toilet, toilet paper, soap, and sanitary water for washing my hands, I give thanks,
For a clean and dry towel to use after the shower, plus clean clothes to put on and soap for the shower itself, I give thanks.
For a smartphone with access to the internet and ability to add data to my plan, I give thanks.
For a room that protects me from the night chill and wind, I give thanks.
For new books to keep my mind occupied, I give thanks.
For fluids to drink instead of getting parched , I give thanks.
For the ability to close my eyes, lie down, and sleep, I give thanks.
For the sweet reassurances of community who tell me I will weather this hard time, I give thanks.
For every one of you who still wants an Ana story, I give thanks.
I give thanks for you, dear friend who has touched my life.
I need your voice as much as I need my writing. For what good is a writer with no one to read her stories?
For you, I give thanks.
So many thanks.