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Wednesday Afternoon Ramblings – Thankful #24

I’m thankful for life.  Twice in mine I’ve nearly lost it, and no matter how dark things may get, I’m grateful to still draw breath.  When I was eight, I developed severe anemia from a tick bite and very nearly didn’t make it.  To this day, I have no memories of that summer, other than stories that have been told to me.  When I was sixteen, I suffered a terrible head injury that quite literally almost killed me, and for a couple of days, my future was very much uncertain.  I’m a slow learner, so it took a few years after that accident for me to realize just how lucky I am to be here.  I spent too many years of my life mourning for what I lost, instead of being grateful for the life I still had.  Today, I am wise enough to know that as long as we are on this earth, we have the greatest gift possible.

I’ve seen hard times.  I’ve been about as desolate as a man can be, living in places that would have been considered condemned by many.  I’ve spent many long, dark nights alone, weeping over my children and missing them more deeply than any words could describe.  I’ve watched my career stall and sputter and go nowhere despite my best efforts to make something positive happen.  I’ve been through difficulties, and no matter how badly things have gone or how dark my nights might have gotten, I’m glad to be here alive experiencing this life.  Living life, breathing it in, and feeling it course through my veins are enough to be thankful for.  Everything else, as they say, is just gravy.

I’m grateful for my life because it gives me the opportunity to continue giving my love to the people who deserve it: my sons, nieces, parents, sister, and friends.  I’m grateful for the opportunity to grow old near the sea and sun, sharing my love as best as I can.  I’m truly the luckiest man alive and have been blessed with more than any one person deserves.  I would endure the dark days and low points again a thousand times just to have the good once more.

When you are feeling down or overwhelmed or fed up, come back and read this post.  The peaks and valleys are inevitable.  Difficulties and sorrow will come to everyone’s life, and all of us have moments when it seems like too much to endure, but that’s the price of admission.  This journey we get to experience is priceless and amazing, and no matter how many people try to tear you down or make you feel as if your life isn’t important, you have to remember that you are a strong person who can overcome any obstacle and achieve any goal.  Those people are not worth your time and energy, so only share yourself with those who enrich you and give you strength.

Life is beautiful.  Life is precious.  Life will be what you make of it.  On this day, I am thankful for the life I have.

Tuesday Morning Ramblings – Thankful #23

I’m thankful for my imagination.  For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a creative drive, an insatiable need to express the thoughts and ideas that bubble up in the mad scientist’s cauldron that is my mind.  Awareness of this creativity began around eight or nine, when I first began playing with Star Wars toys, and instead of replaying the movie over and over, I would create my own storyline and remake the characters into what I wanted them to be.  Then, my cousin Sam introduced me to Dungeons and Dragons, and my imagination found an outlet that to this date is unrivaled.  Despite the stigma attached back then (I don’t know if it’s still the same today), role playing games were the most positive and productive form of entertainment I ever encountered.  Developing characters and then later sketching out adventures as Dungeon Master brought me out of my introverted shell and helped me learn how to interact socially.  And being encouraged and praised for my creativity gave me an inkling of self-confidence at an age when I had none.

I’m a writer because of my imagination.  Writing is my form of expression for those bubbles in the cauldron.  I’ve attempted a couple of times to walk away from writing and not look back because the life is difficult and often lonely, but each time, the need to release my pent-up imaginings would gnaw and gnaw and gnaw at me until I had no choice but to pick up a pen or sit down at the computer.  I write this blog for much the same reason.  Right now, with my current career in education, I simply don’t have the time or energy or concentration to work on a novel day in and day out the way I need to, so the blog allows me to release  my creative desires and maintain my writing skills without having to focus as much as I would for a full book.

The only downside to my imagination an creativity is that I have difficulty remembering details precisely as they occurred.  For instance, I can rarely quote a movie line verbatim because I’m usually rewording the line how I would have written it.  So my friends often have to correct me when I attempt to quote something.  To me, that’s a small price to pay for this amazing gift.  I love being imaginative and creative, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything else.  I’m eternally thankful and grateful for my imagination, for my creativity, for my ability to make something where before there was nothing.  It’s a special gift, one that I cherish and revere.

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Monday Morning Ramblings – Thankful #22

I’m thankful for my intelligence.  Please, don’t take that as arrogance, for I am well aware that there are many, many people much smarter and more talented than I am.  I am simply grateful for the intelligence I do have.  I feel like I have a good balance between book smarts, street smarts, wisdom, and common sense.  I’m able to learn new skills fairly quickly and can process information fairly well.  I can carry on conversations over a wide range of topics and enjoy learning new things.  I’m not a specialist in any one area, and in this age of hyper-specialization, that has probably held me back in my career, but I’m thankful to be able to perform fairly well in many different areas, as opposed to being limited to one rigid career-path.

I also don’t need any “news” commentator to tell me what to think or feel about current events, whether it be Keith Olbermann or Bill O’Reilly.  I am quite capable of thinking for myself.  I can also comprehend that life is full of complex shades of gray, and virtually nothing is as simple as black and white.  The more I learn about him, the more I respect Richard Nixon because he was much more dignified and statesman-esque  than the cartoonish buffoon that has been painted all these years.  Other than his deeply rooted paranoia, probably born from the Cold War, he was a strong leader and a good president who inherited a terrible mess.  I believe the same of Bill Clinton.  Sure, Faux News and Talk Radio painted him as a radical liberal, but he was much more of a moderate who strove for compromise and cooperation over strict ideology and partisanship.  That’s why American companies posted record profits, unemployment shrank, and wages rose during his administration.  Everyone prospers from cooperation.  I’m grateful for the intelligence to see these complexities, instead of blindly following party propaganda.

Every single morning, I thank my creator for blessing me with the intelligence to be self-sufficient.  Few situations arise where I don’t have the intelligence and common sense to develop and follow a plan for overcoming those obstacles.  Each day, I encounter a throng of individuals without that capability, people who are dependant on others for their day-to-day existence.  On the other end of the spectrum, I’m also smart enough to know my own limitations, which to me is more important than knowing what I can accomplish.  Having the wisdom to accept that I don’t know everything and can’t do everything allows me to find assistance from someone who is an expert in that field.  I’m thankful to have the intelligence to know both my strengths and limitations.

Knowledge can be a powerful tool, and each and every day of my life, I’m thankful to have a brain that functions fairly well.

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