I’m thankful that my sweetie stayed with me over Thanksgiving weekend. Sure, four days seemed much too short, but we spent them well.
I’m thankful that as much as I miss him sometimes, he’s at least still there on the other side of Twitter.
I’m thankful that I’m not a Jehovah’s Witness anymore. It’s taken a long, long time since then, but leaving them was my first step in [re]learning to think for myself and recognizing I have a right to take care of myself. It also taught me to be skeptical of any person or group claiming to have all the answers.
I’m thankful for my wee fuzzy cat, who I’m sure would know somehow if I forgot to mention her. It’s possible that if it weren’t for her, I might not still be here.
I’m thankful that I have a job, especially one that I don’t mind doing. (Getting up early in the morning to go there is a different issue. ;p)
I’m thankful I can be annoyed by how much things cost… and then smile as it sinks in that sure, it’s an annoyance, but I can indeed afford them.
I’m thankful that all of my needs are covered without a problem now — and that most of my wants can be covered with a little patience.
I’m thankful (if bewildered) that my game creation efforts are getting some recognition. She Who Fights Monsters was featured at Wordplay in Toronto thanks to someone on the staff submitting it to the jury; Eden was featured on Forest Ambassador a week or so ago. Articles are being written. And I’m just kind of sitting here hoping I don’t screw it up.
For the first time in a long time, I’m thankful to be alive. Not just surviving from day to day, but actually starting to live. I’m still not completely sure how to go about it, but I’m glad for the chance to try.