Simple Acts
“We forget that the sweetest joys are found in the simplest acts: hugs, laughter, quiet observation, basic movements, holding hands, pleasant music, shared stories, a listening ear, an unhurried visit, and selfless service. It is sad we forget a truth so elementary.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year
If I had my way this year I would just opt out of the entire holiday season. But, I guess I can’t. I woke up today, knowing it was
Thanksgiving and I should be counting my blessings... yes, as far as I know, I am healthy and I wake up every morning, I have a job,
2 jobs, in fact and I am thankful for friends and family. But what I was really thinking was that I would welcome the zombie apocalypse.
Yes, bring it on. It would level the playing field, take emphasis off of my own private struggles and give me the opportunity to fight side by side
with others against a common enemy. We’d all be in it together. I’d take my chances against the zombies (With or without Daryl Dixon). I’d prefer
the zombies to the bloodsuckers and soul suckers that have taken up residence in my life, and I’d have a better chance against them. I think I could outrun
them, at least for awhile. Anyway, that’s just me...
I was thankful to have Thanksgiving dinner with my family... thankful that both Wade and Dayna are doing well, working, have roofs over their heads and
are in good relationships with good people, and they still want to spend the holidays with me. (Yey, something went right!) And thankful to have a new face at
the Thanksgiving table, as Dayna brought her boyfriend, that she met on instagram, because he also has a Siberian Husky ... and he survived our dinner... and
photo sessions... and didn’t run screaming out into the street.
I’m thankful that she has someone to stand beside her, to walk beside her, and to hold her hand... because EVERYONE should have that... all of us...
And I am thankful that I still have good friends that are willing to stand with me, and listen to me, and they have not all run away... because I know that
I have not been very much fun. Eventually, I’ll get better, I think. Usually I would say to my friends... just shoot me.... please.... but with where I work now,
I probably should take that phrase out of my vocabulary. Anyway, now I am off to work ... and hopefully Dunkin Donuts is open all night... and I’ll have a chance to
walk there with my friends... and someone that will hold my hand.... even if it’s only in fun...and even if I am perfectly aware that when he hugs me or puts his arm around me...
I am really just holding him up... hey.... it’s what you do for friends!! ; ) Thank God some people can still put up with me!
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope it was a good one!
Simple Acts
“We forget that the sweetest joys are found in the simplest acts: hugs, laughter, quiet observation, basic movements, holding hands, pleasant music, shared stories, a listening ear, an unhurried visit, and selfless service. It is sad we forget a truth so elementary.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year
If I had my way this year I would just opt out of the entire holiday season. But, I guess I can’t. I woke up today, knowing it was
Thanksgiving and I should be counting my blessings... yes, as far as I know, I am healthy and I wake up every morning, I have a job,
2 jobs, in fact and I am thankful for friends and family. But what I was really thinking was that I would welcome the zombie apocalypse.
Yes, bring it on. It would level the playing field, take emphasis off of my own private struggles and give me the opportunity to fight side by side
with others against a common enemy. We’d all be in it together. I’d take my chances against the zombies (With or without Daryl Dixon). I’d prefer
the zombies to the bloodsuckers and soul suckers that have taken up residence in my life, and I’d have a better chance against them. I think I could outrun
them, at least for awhile. Anyway, that’s just me...
I was thankful to have Thanksgiving dinner with my family... thankful that both Wade and Dayna are doing well, working, have roofs over their heads and
are in good relationships with good people, and they still want to spend the holidays with me. (Yey, something went right!) And thankful to have a new face at
the Thanksgiving table, as Dayna brought her boyfriend, that she met on instagram, because he also has a Siberian Husky ... and he survived our dinner... and
photo sessions... and didn’t run screaming out into the street.
I’m thankful that she has someone to stand beside her, to walk beside her, and to hold her hand... because EVERYONE should have that... all of us...
And I am thankful that I still have good friends that are willing to stand with me, and listen to me, and they have not all run away... because I know that
I have not been very much fun. Eventually, I’ll get better, I think. Usually I would say to my friends... just shoot me.... please.... but with where I work now,
I probably should take that phrase out of my vocabulary. Anyway, now I am off to work ... and hopefully Dunkin Donuts is open all night... and I’ll have a chance to
walk there with my friends... and someone that will hold my hand.... even if it’s only in fun...and even if I am perfectly aware that when he hugs me or puts his arm around me...
I am really just holding him up... hey.... it’s what you do for friends!! ; ) Thank God some people can still put up with me!
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope it was a good one!