One thing I’ve learned in the past few years is to be thankful for what you have.
I often bitch and moan that I don’t have enough, but I do have just enough. I’m thankful for my job and my excellent health insurance that has made the horror of my husband’s illness easier to handle. I’m thankful I’m able to pay the bills and keep the mortgage current on one income.
I’m thankful my daughter is a good kid, although I sometimes wonder if she’ll EVER go to college. Ah, those pesky deadlines. And, sweetie, we don’t need any more pets. Well, maybe just one …
I’m thankful my surgery lets me eat more rationally, and that I no longer feel like a vast empty cavern that must be filled. Maybe I’m not so thankful that so many foods get stuck and make a return trip. No, random lady in the restroom, I’m not bulimic.
I hope all of you can have a good holiday and that your family members don’t drive you too crazy. This year, it’s me and my daughter, and we’re having ham, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, sweet potatoes, cranberry sauce, asparagus with hollandaise, cornbread, and pecan pie. Sure, I’ll have about a tablespoon of each item, but it’ll be a great meal. And we’ll eat great for the next week.
I probably won’t post the rest of the week, so see you next week.