A FEW THINGS

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The last google search I did was on the word Nephrologist.  I was going to write a poem about it or do something else equally ridiculous but I decided to hijack the daily prompt and turn it around.  Instead of saying what I learned I am going to write about how it made me feel.  Thankful. 

I am thankful. 

Even though I noticed I am losing my first poetry contest on WePoetsShowIt ( j/k) I mean I am losing but I am still thankful to have had a few words to enter and that I did something out of my comfort zone.

Even though I may have some surprise medical issues that might change things.

Even though I have more projects to do than I can possibly handle.

I still woke up… thankful.

I thought about listing all the things I am thankful for but this morning I am thankful for more than this blog could handle.  I tried to think of the things I wasn’t thankful for and the list is indeed smaller. 

I AM NOT THANKFUL FOR:

* Mosquitoes (and other mean and vile scary bugs)

* Disease (cancer and other life stealing ailments)

* Mental Illness

Sigh, I am stopping because the line of thought is going to make me hate the world.  So, this morning I was thinking of all the things I was thankful for and realized that many of those things came from situations I never thought I would survive.  I am thankful for those hard spots because they roughed up my edges just enough that some better things would stick.  I am not the only one that feels this way…

“She worked her toes into the sand, feeling the tiny delicious pain of the friction of tiny chips of silicon against the tender flesh between her toes. That’s life. It hurts, it’s dirty, and it feels very, very good.” ~Orson Scott Card

“I want to feel all there is to feel, he thought. Let me feel tired, now, let me feel tired. I mustn’t forget, I’m alive, I know I’m alive, I mustn’t forget it tonight or tomorrow or the day after that.”~Ray Bradbury

“Blooming under a cold moon, we are like fireworks…
Rising, shining, and finally scattering and fading.
So until that moment comes when we vanish like fireworks…
Lets us sparkle brightly,
Always…” ~ Tite Kubo

“Live each day as if it’s your last’, that was the conventional advice, but really, who had the energy for that? What if it rained or you felt a bit glandy? It just wasn’t practical. The trick of it, she told herself, is to be courageous and bold and make a difference. Not change the world exactly, just the bit around you. Go out there with your double-first, your passion and your new Smith Corona electric typewriter and work hard at … something. Change lives through art maybe. Write beautifully. Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully and well. Experience new things. Love and be loved if at all possible.” ~David Nicholls

“Darling, if I think of all I miss now, I will go crazy. I should not think of that. I only want to think of all that I still have, and then I am rich. Your spirit is always around me, in your diary, our letters, all the things you got for our household. How proud we were of that! And the nearly six years! O God, I thank you for those years. If I never had met you, I would now not have all the sorrow; but I would have missed these riches — and do these years not abundantly balance the lonely years I face without you?”~Diet Eman

Be thankful for all your seconds because if you are lucky they will turn into decades. ~HastyWords

15 thoughts on “A FEW THINGS

  1. I love this post. One of the main reasons is for the picture. You just look like the epitome of the term “happy” in that picture, and that’s rather awesome. So, I’m thankful for happy pictures at the end of a very long day.

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