Today (Wednesday), I’m thankful I got through work without a major catastrophe.
I’m thankful for the slight chaos of family life, because that means I have a family life. I’m thankful my parents are still together. I’m thankful I have a home and food and some sort of security, even if my anxiety sometimes causes me to forget that.
I’m thankful for a boy who is a friend. I’m thankful for our friendship, who he has been in the past, and who he is now. We walked around the river park a few minutes from my house – as our bad moods and general unhappinesses drifted away, so did the light rain and dark rain clouds. By the end of our night, the sky was clear, and my mouth was filled with laughter, bubbly like champagne and warm like an arm around my shoulders. He makes me feel like a lady without making me feel like an inferior creature, something incredibly fragile, a toy to be used for fun. I’m thankful for possibilities. I’m thankful for whatever future I have with him, whether as a couple or merely a pair of good friends. I’m thankful for being able to open my heart up, little by little. This has been a learning experience, that is for sure. I’ve loved every minute of it.