I Am Thankful For…

November is the time of year when people seem to say what they’re thankful for. Thanksgiving is the day we do it more often than not. Years ago it used to be only on Thanksgiving. Now with the help of social media, people are able to say every day during the month what they’re thankful for. My whole thought process is this…

Why only use this month/today to state what we’re thankful for? 

We should be thankful everyday that we’ve woke to greet another morning. I know, I am.

While I may have had a mostly down week, I’m choosing to put that aside and think about everything good in my life. This year I’ve had many blessings. I’ve also had more than my share of hard times. (Haven’t we all?) Anyway, I’m going to join in on the cliché and share some things I’m thankful for this year.

My family. Above all they’ve been my rock, my sounding board, my safe harbor. By now you’ve probably read the acknowledgements in my book, (or the dedication!) and you know how much my family means to me. Most days I don’t know what I’d do without them to lean on.

My friends. Y’all, my friends are the shit! I know without a doubt, if I needed ANYTHING, they’d be there in a heartbeat to help. Some of them I’ve never even met in real life. It doesn’t mean I love them any less. One group of friends, has helped pull me through some of my darkest times simply by being there.

Sunshine. I know, weird right? I’m thankful for the sunshine. Why? Because it rises every single day and reminds me that this thing called life is beautiful. It makes me happy. My skin may not like it very much. but I do.

Dr. Voogd & Justin.  Another weird one, am I right? Who thanks their doctors? This chick. Why? Because they listen to me. They don’t toss medicine at me and hope it helps my issues. They don’t use medical terms to confuse me. They simply listen and treat me like a friend. Not a patient. Not a number. They never rush me. And together I have all the faith in them that they’ll help me with my back issues. Even if it’s more surgery, I know that I can trust in these two.

My freedom. I’m thankful, I’m an American. This year has been absolutely insane. The presidential election. Police shootings. Racial profiling. Terrorist attacks. Hate crimes of all natures. It’s truly a scary time in our lives. But yes, even with all of this, I’m thankful I’m an American. For now, I still have all my rights. We may not know what the new President Elect is going to do but I’m choosing to believe he’ll do right by my country.(crosses fingers) I’m free to speak my mind and write this post. I’m free to love who I want to love. No matter their skin color, sexual orientation, or if they’re a foreigner here illegally. Right now, I’m free to love whoever I want. Love is love is love. Free.

Indie Authors. Since hitting publish back in August, I’ve become part of a gang. A super cool gang. The indie author community. And they rock my socks. I have this group of authors (some even traditionally published) that I can lean on and ask for advice. They’ve all been in my shoes, or will be shortly. I love them. We push each other to do our best and help build one another up. It’s amazing. Which brings me to my next subject…

Books. I’m thankful every single day for my books. Books take me away to worlds unknown. I can be a wizard, an enchantress, a faerie, or a college student who meets a rich businessman. Books let me be whoever the hell I wanna be. ❤

Music. Again like books, music takes me away. For 3 1/2 minutes while listening to a song, I’m taken away to another time. I love every single second of it. Music is my vice.

Tell me… what are you thankful for? 

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