I Am Thankful For ...

My kids. Health. Doting husband. One-of-a-kind sister. Coal cracker mother. Extended family of artists, musicians, writers, and genuinely good-hearted, generous, and brilliant humans. Real life friends and Internet buddies and moms sitting with me in the bleachers and everyone at a bluegrass festival.


I am also thankful for other things.


(In no particular order.)

I am thankful for people who come into my house and don't hesitate to come in a second time even though it's not the cleanest, most fashionably decorated, or even fully constructed house.

I am thankful for people who don't care that we don't have a lawn so much as happenstance xeriscaping (weed patch) in our front yard.

I am thankful that we don't have mice anymore.

I am thankful for cats who eat mice.

I am thankful for people in the neighborhood who invite us to parties, even though we can't always get it together to host a party in our home.

I am thankful for people who get my sense of humor.

I am thankful for people who get my sense of outrage.

I am thankful for people who have the patience for my compound-complex sentences and way of wandering off on odd mystical tangents when I'm talking.

I am thankful for the cat purring on my lap.

I am thankful for all those things that make my life so cozy and wonderful. Like buttered squash. And recipes with cream and pepperoni. And waterproof shoes. And Novocaine. And headache tablets. And electric lighting. And grounded outlets in the bathroom. And fleece. And refrigeration. And  indoor heat. And cheap stone earrings that I can lose without worrying too much. And reading glasses. And cotton sheets.

Hot pots. Shoe laces. DEET. Paper. Unleaded paint and gasoline. Clean water. Sharpie markers. Scissors. Shock absorbers. Rakes. Glitter. Wide band underpants. Swim caps.

Ice. Grass. Sand.

Shadows.

I am thankful for my job working in a bookstore.

I am thankful for the intricately cool assortment of people I get to work with. I am thankful for the smell of fresh baked chocolate chip cookies in the cafe. I am thankful for being the first to get my hands on the new Bill Bryson book. I am thankful for the new in-store music each month and hearing Trombone Shorty and the Caroline Chocolate Drops and Kate Nash before I ever knew who they were.

I am thankful for a well-stocked pantry. I am thankful for the kippers on the bottom shelf. I am thankful for organic cinnamon. I am thankful for Cheese Whiz. I am thankful for salt.

I am thankful for The Internets.

I am thankful for Ticonderoga no. 2 pencils.

I am thankful for kids who sit through movies with Lon Chaney and Peter Lorre and Bob Hope and say, "That was pretty good."

I am thankful for digital anything.

I am thankful for gears and pedals.

I am thankful for British television.

I am thankful for teachers who still create lessons plans that encourage children to make art with seeds and dried beans.

I am thankful for lamination.

I am thankful for wallpaper that is no longer made with arsenic and copper. I am thankful for no-flip mattresses. I am thankful for casters.

I am thankful for people who support charitable causes by putting quarters in cans on the counters of pizza shops.

I am thankful for people who drop off diapers and formula at homeless shelters.

I am thankful for young adults who volunteer their time to work with children.

I am thankful for Edna St. Vincent Millay.

I am thankful for Meryl Streep.

I am thankful for Speed Racer and Charlie Brown and Wes Anderson.

I am thankful for the color blue.

I am thankful for mosaics and stained glass.

I am thankful for outer space.

I am thankful for telescopes.

I am thankful for ribbon.

I am thankful for circles.


I think that's everything.


Oh yes!

I am thankful for everyone who reads my writing.


I am thankful for adjectives and nouns and interjections and slang and so many words of all kinds.

I am thankful for Dr. Al Thomas at Kutztown University who said to me, "I knew you'd  be a good writer. Everyone from the coal region is. Now don't write anything that disappoints me. Or yourself."

I am thankful for nuns who insisted we learn to diagram sentences and memorize all the prepositions.

I am thankful that writing is a gift I was given.

I am thankful that I have at least one way to really say what it is that I really mean.

I am thankful for this.

And this.

And this.

And also, this.


I am thankful for everything else, too.

4 comments:

Kath said...

I'm thankful that you're writing again - it's so clearly what you're meant to do.

:-)

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

Your list is a lovely mix of the divine and mundane.

Let's hear it for outrage!

Mother Theresa said...

I'm thankful that once upon a time I stumbled across your blog. And the cats that catch mice thing too. :)

Ben said...

Great photo of you Josette! And I always love nice pencils, too!

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