List of Fives Part Sixteen
Five Reasons to be Thankful
1. I've made it this far. I've got forty years under my ever-expanding belt. Some folks don't get that long. I'm always amazed when I hear about men and women in the Armed Forces dying in Iraq or Afghanistan at 19 or 22. I never thought I would live to see 40. Why? Just never thought about it. Now that I am nearing 41... I don't know what I was so afraid of. (And I made it to the UK before my 40th birthday!)
2. My Roommate. Okay, it's my sister and sometimes she does drive me quite bananas but she's always there. Sometimes she disapproves; sometimes she gets downright angry... but more often than not, she just shakes her head and chalks it up to my eccentricities. She paid for my trip to the UK and to Hawai'i. She spoils me and I don't think she realizes how much I realize it. And how much I truly appreciate her. She's one of my best friends.
3. Me mates. I love my friends... I don't have many friends but the ones I have, I've had for a long time. When I make friends, I make friends for a lifetime. They laugh with me. They accept me as I am. They encourage me (thank you, Ron) and let me blow off steam (Ranae & Liz--especially Liz). They trust me. I'm loyal to them. There is nothing I would not do for them. I would walk through fire, I would travel through heaven and hell for each and every one of them. Why? Because they deserve it for liking someone as moody and cantankerous as me.
4. The Fourteen Years. The Fifteen Years Times 2. That's how long I had Griffin, Indy, and Pokie. My most cherished moments with my animal babies are my own. And I'm grateful for them. I wish I had more time with each of them. But I'm grateful for the long, happy, and healthy lives they all had.
5. My Mom. This woman! I love my mom. A single mother, she sent both my sister and me to private school. She helped put me through college. She is responsible for my lifelong collection of Star Wars action figures (yes, it's her fault!). Even at the age of forty, when my baby boy Griffin died, she understood and comforted me--though she was three thousand miles away. I LOVE my Mom and am thankful every day that I can still call her up and say "hello." She's also my most loyal correspondent.
1. I've made it this far. I've got forty years under my ever-expanding belt. Some folks don't get that long. I'm always amazed when I hear about men and women in the Armed Forces dying in Iraq or Afghanistan at 19 or 22. I never thought I would live to see 40. Why? Just never thought about it. Now that I am nearing 41... I don't know what I was so afraid of. (And I made it to the UK before my 40th birthday!)
2. My Roommate. Okay, it's my sister and sometimes she does drive me quite bananas but she's always there. Sometimes she disapproves; sometimes she gets downright angry... but more often than not, she just shakes her head and chalks it up to my eccentricities. She paid for my trip to the UK and to Hawai'i. She spoils me and I don't think she realizes how much I realize it. And how much I truly appreciate her. She's one of my best friends.
3. Me mates. I love my friends... I don't have many friends but the ones I have, I've had for a long time. When I make friends, I make friends for a lifetime. They laugh with me. They accept me as I am. They encourage me (thank you, Ron) and let me blow off steam (Ranae & Liz--especially Liz). They trust me. I'm loyal to them. There is nothing I would not do for them. I would walk through fire, I would travel through heaven and hell for each and every one of them. Why? Because they deserve it for liking someone as moody and cantankerous as me.
4. The Fourteen Years. The Fifteen Years Times 2. That's how long I had Griffin, Indy, and Pokie. My most cherished moments with my animal babies are my own. And I'm grateful for them. I wish I had more time with each of them. But I'm grateful for the long, happy, and healthy lives they all had.
5. My Mom. This woman! I love my mom. A single mother, she sent both my sister and me to private school. She helped put me through college. She is responsible for my lifelong collection of Star Wars action figures (yes, it's her fault!). Even at the age of forty, when my baby boy Griffin died, she understood and comforted me--though she was three thousand miles away. I LOVE my Mom and am thankful every day that I can still call her up and say "hello." She's also my most loyal correspondent.
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