An aging view of thankfulness
Another year, another Thanksgiving. What are you thankful for?
I find myself especially appreciating the things I used to take for granted when I was younger. For example, I’m thankful that I’m alive and well (I just had a physical; so far, so good; knock on wood). I’m thankful that my husband is alive and well (knock on wood). I’m thankful that I have two lovely daughters, two wonderful sons-in-law, and two smart and talented grandsons (knock on wood). I’m not thankful for the fact that I’m so superstitious…
Now that I’ve stated the obvious, there are a few more items.
I’m thankful for my cat Penelope—sometimes silently named “Crazy Lady” for the wild way she runs around the house, chases her tail, and jumps a few feet in the air. She’s still not the kind of cuddly cat we wanted to keep us company in our old age, but she’s slowly making progress toward our unrealistic goal. I’m thankful for her positive attributes: She uses the litter box all the time and doesn’t make too much of a litter mess while she’s burying her business. When she occasionally strikes at me with a paw, she is caring enough to retract her claws and not scratch me. I’m thankful that she’s healthy (knock on wood) and has a hearty appetite. Relevant to that, I’m thankful that she’s active enough to not become a fat cat with all that eating. (I’m not thankful that she still wakes us up at 4 or 5 a.m. We’re working on that.)
Although I’m never thankful for winter weather and can’t wait for the next three months to pass by, I will restate my one reason to be somewhat thankful it’s cold out: When I leave a restaurant with a box of leftovers, I don’t have to go straight home to put it in the refrigerator. I can go shopping! I can even go to a movie (but I probably won’t)! And the food will be safe to eat when I get home. I’m also thankful that I can get a pedicure but don’t really have to and that I don’t have to bear parts of my 70-something body that look better with sleeves.
I may complain about how tired I am on certain days of the week, but I’m thankful that I’m able to keep working in my semi-retirement position. But I’m equally thankful that I have the means to walk away if it gets too stressful. That is, after I organize my files and hand off projects in progress to my coworkers, with clear explanations as to their status. I’m also thankful that I don’t have to do all that yet.
I’m thankful that I have wonderful cousins whom I see often, even if it’s mostly on Facebook. I enjoy their FB posts of anniversaries, weddings, new babies, or just everyday life.
I’m thankful for my friends, some from way back in our high school—even elementary school—era and some from current times. I love being able to laugh with you and whine with you. I’m thankful for my blog readers and those who comment. I love hearing from you or just knowing you’re reading what I write.
Whatever you’re doing this Thursday, be thankful. And try to find something to like about the cold temperatures and snow flurries. (If you live where it doesn’t snow or get below 40 degrees, never mind.)