This has not been the easiest year for me. I’ve been physically ill and stretched emotionally for much of the last nine months. But I honestly wouldn’t change a minute of it.
I know I say this a lot, but so much has changed about myself and my life since I graduated. I might be anxious about some things or disappointed from time to time, but every year I am more able to walk away feeling good about what I’ve accomplished. Even during tough times, I’m proud of myself. I’m able to look past the stuff that hurts and see what I managed to achieve despite all that tried to drag me down.
This (American) Thanksgiving, I’m thankful for a lot.
I’m thankful for my generally good health. Now that I figured out how to treat whatever allergy was making me cough for six months, I’m back to my usual self and no longer grossing out the general populace.
I’m thankful for my job. It’s taught me new skills, provided me with wonderful and supportive coworkers, and opened my eyes to a career path I didn’t even know I wanted.
I’m thankful for my new apartment. The adjustment was smoother than I expected and I love the freedom that it’s allowed me and the motivation it’s given me to spread my wings a little.
I’m thankful for my friends. They keep me in check, encourage me to get out of my comfort zone, and make me laugh on many memorable occasions.
I’m thankful for my puppy. She showers me with love and little pug kisses whenever I come home to visit her, even if she occasionally does go after my toes, too. I especially love “belly rub time” which is a special thing we do only on weekends.
And I’m thankful for my family. Without their unconditional love and boundless patience, I never would have gotten to where I am today.