[THANKSGIVING 2020] – I Am Grateful

When I think back on how this year has been a hot coffee enema, I am reminded of a quote from the movie Apollo 13, starring Tom Hanks:

Nasa Director: …I know what the problems are, Henry. This will be the worst disaster that

 NASA has ever experienced.

Gene Kranz (played by Ed Harris): With all due respect, sir, I believe this is going to be our finest hour. 

This year has been wrought with turmoil, change, complications, subterfuge, just to mention a few. But has it, really? People are speaking up because their voices weren’t heard. We have challenged a system that has been in place for almost two hundred years — change and growth doesn’t occur in times of comfort and routine. Change, real beneficial change, happens in moments of discomfort and disorientation. That’s how I’m choosing to see this year and embrace it with gratitude.

For this week’s blog, I wanted to share the things I am grateful for this year:

The love and support from people who were under no obligation to extend love and support. My mother taught me from a young age to look for reasons to be grateful and for the small blessings. The people who have shown up when the bottom fell out of my marriage were no small blessings. The people who reached out to say they felt for me, helped me move when I had to, and just to talk, touched my heart in a way indescribable. I am grateful to those people.

The opportunity to stand up on my own when I had no other choice. I had to move out of my house when the pandemic was at its most unknown. It was terrifying and I had to coordinate a move out when people weren’t interacting with each other. My job had provided me with the means and the knowledge to move on. I had a moment of clarity, a burst of drive, and I was able to do what needed to be done. I could have drowned in sorrow (or booze), but I had the means and opportunity to separate myself from something terrible. I am grateful for that.

The writing community. Across Twitter and Instagram, there is a network of writers that are constantly having discussions about writing, sharing microstories with each other, and providing support for each other. I believe strongly in “iron sharpens iron,” and there has been no greater way to sharpen my iron than with theirs. I am supremely grateful for the writing communities.

My siblings. I come from a large family that isn’t locationally close, but we share a very strong bond of duty to family. When my world fell apart in February and March, my siblings came to my side without question, and in force. I didn’t have to reach out and tell them I was having a hard time, they didn’t give me the chance, they were already there. My sisters and brothers had me laughing, they cried with me, they gave me hope, and most importantly: they gave me insight about what my father would have me do. At a time when I needed to talk to my father the most, they gave me his wisdom. I am grateful for them.

My readers. My readers are the people who give me purpose. They read what I write and allow me to find meaning in the work I love to do. My readers are the people I do this for. I’ve said, “I write for me, and I edit for my readers.” That’s the philosophy that takes words I write to process my feelings, and then present it for consumption for the masses. My readers are the reason why I write this blog, why I get excited about the next stories I have to write, and what makes release day so much fun. For my readers, I am eternally grateful.

I hope that your Thanksgiving is/was amazing, that you find fulfilling reasons to be full of gratitude. I am grateful for you taking the time to read this blog.

Until your next trip across the Millerverse! Happy Thanksgiving!

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