It might be the colder weather, but something about this season makes us want to think about what we are all thankful for in our lives. I composed an alphabetical list of some of the things I am grateful for being in my life.
There is something about the beginning of a new day that I love more than watching a sunset. I don’t tend to watch the sunrise because I enjoy sleep a little more, but those light oranges and pinks in the new blue sky is just something else. I just love the sun in general though.
I love pajamas and there are a lot of sets or pieces I would love to have. But I have to say nothing beats a men’s XL band tee. They are usually soft and have plenty of room in them. I have unusually small too so they swallow me up in a cozy bundle as I sleep. I have about 13 of them and more than half have been taken from my boyfriend.
Cats are very special to me. There is a particular bond people look for in dogs to be a lifelong companion, but I think the kind of relationship you can have with a cat is greatly overlooked. My cats, and even my friend’s cats, run to me when I come in, holler at me, bite me, rub all over me, cuddle me over others and I feel chosen. There is a love there that is hard for me to describe. Cats choose you.
Going to sound cheesy, but how can you not feel thankful for every day? Sometimes, I honestly don’t and I let that black hole inside me get a little out of control. But there is something new about each day that cannot be taken for granted. Even on the bad days, there are small little things that remind me bad days are just that: days.
This lovely, beautiful, giving planet. Without it, we would not exist. I have been taking steps to limit my effects on the environment so this green planet can hopefully stay (or regain) that way. We only have one planet to live on. Don’t make jokes about living on the moon or Mars. You really want to leave the ocean behind? This wonderful diverse planet of species and plant life? Did they say we are taking our ecosystems to another planet? Don’t trash what you have. We need to be thankful we can live here and take care of it.
I truly have friends that inspire me, even in small ways. I have a small friend group because I am not that great at keeping up with everyone because… well they know. And that’s why we are still friends. They are strong, fierce, lovely people who deserve so much. And they know whenever they accomplish something, even a small goal, they will always get a “yaaassss bish” from me. (Obviously not all of my friends are pictured, but you bet your sweet ass I am surrounded by strong, beautiful women. I have like zero guy friends, and that’s how I like it).
Giving gifts or surprises
Okay, going to sound weird: I don’t know how to react when people give me presents or surprises, so sometimes I feel awkward that anyone thought of me. HOWEVER, I LOVE surprising other people with little things. I would decorate the dorm or have presents and candy ready for when my roommates moved back in. I’ll bake anything. I have some stuff already planned for Christmas that I can’t share right now because it’s a surprise. But I love giving that feeling of having someone else be thinking about you and care enough to want to do anything to make you smile.
This is a strong word for me. And yes, four letter can be strong. There can be small amounts of hope but there can be even greater urges that drive people forward. And I love watching people go out and achieve their dreams. I think that is mainly why I am a Slytherin, but I digress. Hope brings a newness to someone’s ambitions or progress and drives them forward with a courage that very few other feelings can.
I love the smell. I love the way it feels on paper. I love the way it just sinks into my skin and someone my art is a part of me. I love how it was a way to communicate through pictures or words. A means for getting whatever is in our heads onto a paper so others can see. Now we have computers, but there is something about the physical closeness and messiness of ink that will forever be my favorite.
Who doesn’t like seeing other people happy? It doesn’t have to last long, but joy is something I wish I could feel more often. Joy is like a step up from happiness for me. Even though I prefer to stay home, there have been adventures that have brought great joy to my life.
I wish more people were kind. I know it gets exhausting being nice all the time, but there are sometimes where people are rude for no reason. Just work retail or any service job and you’ll know. But having nice, kind people really makes up for all those other times someone was ungrateful or mean.
I don’t think this one really needs to be explained. But I’ll go forward. Coming from someone who hasn’t really truly felt loved until they were much older, I still am amazed when someone cares about me. And it makes me happy to see other people love each other too, even if I think PDA or calling someone “babe” all the time is gross. But to each their own.
I’m not going to say music saved my life because it didn’t. But it helped. I am really drawn to sad songs with an upbeat sound because I feel like that’s me. I enjoy most genres, but I will also be alternative/rock/punk/pop-punk-leaning.
In college, they called me the Nap Queen. Just kidding. But I am able to nap for however long I want without setting an alarm and I think that is a super power. I enjoy lying and being quiet, even for just fifteen minutes, and even if I don’t actually sleep. I need that time to just … be.
I think about moving and every time I do I calculate how much further from the ocean I would be. I don’t go in it because I have a respect for the crazy things that are in it, but I need that salt air. Going away to college more into the state away from the ocean had me gagging. Not really, but you get the point. The ocean is home … and it calllss meee.
I might be an air sign but I love water. The way the rain brings up those earthy smells that almost smells like life if life had a scent. I love it. I’m so glad it rains and that I live in an area where there is dirt and plant life so these things can happen.
I have a lot of questions. Many are stupid and some are weird, but these ponderings are never-ending. I want to learn, and I can’t learn without a question. Like a scientist needs a hypothesize, I need a question that needs answering before I begin my unnecessary quest to find out why. I am grateful that questions give me that start to knowing more.
I just really like hockey.
This is more of a love-hate relationship, but I am grateful for Sephora. They have all kinds of brands and everything is nicely labelled and they even have instructions for people like me who have no idea what products are for or how to use them. And you get a free birthday gift. Isn’t that so nice?
On with the capitalism, I love Target. I like just being in there. And we never really went in there when I was younger because my mom always dragged us to Wal Mart. But Target has that ambiance that only cleanliness and red can achieve. No one bothers me when I am in there. There is a dollar sections, snacks, stationery, pet supplies, beauty supplies, there is just everything. But in not overwhelming doses.
I am hard to understand sometimes. So when someone gets what i am trying to say, it’s like hallelujah I can stop talking now because I sound like a blathering idiot. And I like when I understand other people are well. Not just on the I-know-what-you-are-saying level, but on the I-know- what-you-are-feeling-because-I-have been-there-before level. You get me?
This is a new word I learned and I love and miss it. For those who don’t know, let me save you a search, it is “the strange wistfulness of used bookstores, which are somehow infused with the passage of time — filled with thousands of old books you’ll never have time to read, each of which is itself locked in its own era, bound and dated and papered over like an old room the author abandoned years ago, a hidden annex littered with thoughts left just as they were on the day they were captured,” according to John Koenig, who wrote a book called Obscure Sorrows that I now must read. I love books, I love used bookstores and it makes me said that there aren’t many around anymore. But I am grateful that they were and that this feeling exists because it is weirdly awesome.
I am grateful that words exist. Especially in the written form. There are something I have been playing with since a very young age. And they are something I continue to love. I am grateful we have a system of characters that allows us to share thoughts and ideas, a way to communicate on a deeper level than just pointing and grunting. These words and others can and have been preserved as well and it allows to see how aspects of life have changed. I just think that’s cool.
In case I haven’t gotten across that I love plants – I am grateful for gardens. I wish I could have one. But walking through a well-trimmed garden or a pathway lined with trees just … gets me in the feels for some reasons. Maybe it’s the symmetry or the flowers branching overhead, but I just am grateful we create beautiful things with nature instead of destroying it sometimes.
I was going to put yoga, but let’s be real here. I love food. Real food, snack food, anything. I love how different it can be and how similar. I am grateful that I have access to it. I am gratefulk my boyfriend understands I need to eat in particular ways and that he often gets or gives me treats. Boy made me pancakes at 10pm last night because I was grumpy and have a cold.
This is also why Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. My grandma showcases her should-have-been-a-chef skills and graces us with the beauty of her creations. I just … food is just important to me, okay?
This is apparently slang for liveliness and I think this is the cutest word. I love when people are animated. I am grateful that I am around people who care about things or who allow me to be lively when I want to. There is no pressure, we can all just enjoy things the way we choose.
I am grateful for so much more than this, but I wanted to try and make this post cute, so I did an alphabetical list. What are some things you are grateful for? Share in the comments or Tweet me @renadeer using the #Iamgrateful.