I’m not talking about a stoic “thank you” for having a door opened for you, or from the guy at the window at the drive-thru, but an honest to goodness, from the heart, thank you.
I know that I, for one, do not say it enough, and I am truly thankful for many things. My intention with this, when it’s not 11pm at night of course, is to call my mother, and thank her. I will gladly share with you all the conversation, once I do call her.
As bizarre as it sounds, I have never thanked her fol all the thing s she has done. I may have, but it was insincere at best. As I traverse the endless expanse I am so friggin thankful for the life she has given me.
I am thankful for the pain I caused her in childbirth.
I am thankful for the food she put on the table when I was hungry.
I am thankful for the support she gave me in my schooling, even when I didn’t believe in myself.
I am thankful for the fact she stood by me when I got myself in trouble, and without shame she was always there by my side.
I am thankful for this life.
I am thankful for everything, the good, the bad, the ugly.
When was the last time that you thanked someone?