I love Thanksgiving. It is my favorite holiday! I have so many memories of cooking in the kitchen with my mom, helping however I could—considering I refused (and still do!) to stick my hand in that turkey to stuff it.
I'm always disappointed when the stores start playing Christmas music on November 1. I know people are excited for Christmas, but it's like we're all overlooking the wonderful, forgotten holiday of Thanksgiving.
I must admit that, in preparation of writing this post, I have struggled to think of that for which I am thankful. Of course, I am always thankful for the support and love of my friends and family. I am thankful for my readers who encourage me to pursue my passion. I am thankful for my furbabies, who drive me crazy yet shower me with love and affection.
But this is also a bit of a trying time for me personally. I'm dealing with health issues, both of my own as well as in my family. My day job is always stressful this time of year, and it will be moreso when my assistant finishes out her two weeks' notice. A few relationships have been tried and tested only to fail and disappoint.
These struggles remind me of what I do have to be thankful for: the people who have stuck with me when I needed them most: comforting me when my heart needed respite, kicking my ass into gear when I didn't realize I'd stopped moving forward, and straightening my crown it was lopsided. The 9-to-5 job that permits me enough freedom to spend my nights and weekends pursuing my true passion in life. And the fact that, despite how I may feel some mornings, I am thankful for the fact that I will (1) get out of bed, (2) feed my cats, and (3) take care of business like the strong and capable young woman that I am.