I am thankful for my God, my Father – because he has created all things.
I am thankful for starry nights – because they remind me that I am but a small part of God’s bigger Plan.
I am thankful for my old tempo – because he has gotten me from point A to point B safely (for the most part) for the last 3.5 years.
I am thankful that the tempo has reminded me that even after years of service to two other families – it still played a huge role in growing up for me.
I am thankful for my family – because even though I live away from home, they’re always right there.
I am thankful for my friends – because they talk me down when I stress (B, put your hands down.), they encourage me constantly, they listen when I talk a mile a minute and most times in circles, they laugh when I laugh and cry when I cry. But most of all – they are always up for a last minute impromptu adventures (even when they include parking beside creepy caravans.)
I am thankful for creepy caravans – always keeping me on the look out and my senses heightened.
I am thankful for my job – it keeps me going despite my complaints now and again.
I am thankful for my new washer and dryer – because it allowed me to do my laundry for my upcoming trip in 3 hours instead of 6 – although I’m still working on a bit of my bitterness to the guy who installed it and never turned the water back on which leads me to my next one..
I am thankful for my ninja like skills – climbing and bending into weird positions to try and find the water turn taps – only to find them in plain daylight beside the furnace 10 minutes later.
I am thankful that I live in Canada – where I am proud to be Canadian.
I am thankful that I have a passport – The freedom to go where I please is one that is often overlooked when rummaging through my purse.
I am thankful for old friends – the ones who seem to move in and out but without any seemingly amount of time in between their visits.
I am thankful for my ability to see the world through an artist’s eyes – which I believe to be very similar to God’s perspective on it.
I am thankful for the chilly nights – because they remind me how much I love the sun.
I am thankful for my bed – if you’re lucky enough to have a bed – you’d best be thankful.
I am thankful for the bank truck that stops at the bank across the street at the same time every night – it reminds me that life is moving on – who knew that the sounds of an idling truck would become a comfort sound?
I am thankful.
These last 24 hours have been a struggle to stay calm – with New York looming just around the corner – which is exciting and nerve wracking all at the same time – I found myself trying to remember all of the little things. Let me tell you – it had a wonderful effect. You all should try it.