Keeping with Tradition

23 Nov

It’s Thanksgiving tomorrow!! So of course I’m going to blog about all the things I’m thankful for (duh, I love traditions)…hopefully you’ll take the time to think about the people and things you are thankful for too!

I’m thankful for my sister. I’m thankful for my brother. I was watching Oprah awhile ago and someone on her show was saying how important your siblings are because they are with you throughout your entire life. Your parents leave you too early and your partner finds you too late, but your siblings are there from childhood to old age. I think your relationship with your siblings is very immature and superficial when you are young, and I find (just like in every relationship) that it takes work to create an adult-type friendship with your siblings. Mine siblings are great, and so special to me; I’m blessed to have them in my life.

I’m thankful for warm showers. I know we’re all supposed to be taking shorter ones to conserve energy and water, but my morning shower is one of the best parts of my day. It wakes me up, gives me time to think, and relaxes me.

I’m thankful for my extended family. My grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends. (I love all my friends dearly and consider most of them family.) For some lucky reason, I have always been surrounded by amazing people. That’s sort of why I think it’s my job to write about humanity and relationships, because I have so many wonderful relationships in my life. Yes, that means you (unless you don’t know me, then it’s probably not about you.)

I’m thankful for my 2004 Hyundai Elantra. I definitely prefer luxury and quality when it comes to my house, my clothes, and other things, but when it comes to my vehicle I couldn’t care less! I’ll drive my Elantra as long as I can, especially now that it’s paid off. I call her my Silver Baby, and I love her not only because she puts up with my crazy driving when I’m pissed off in traffic, but also because she is the first and only car I’ve bought thus far.

I’m thankful for the surgeon who fixed my lower back and helped me get the feeling back in my leg. There were so many people who helped me through that time, but a few need to be mentioned this holiday season. Thank you to the Scottish for sitting with me in the ER while I was in the worst pain of my life, for waiting at the hospital while I was in surgery, and for helping me with funds when the medical bills came through. Thank you to my boss for stocking my fridge, buying me vitamins, staying at the hospital during surgery, and never once pressuring me to come back to work before I was ready. Thank you to L dawg for the phone calls, concern, and being there in spirit, thank you to CBF for a monetary gift that was above and beyond, thank you to H for making the drive to come visit, thank you to the Sister Wives for your presence, phone calls, and just being around when I needed you most. And especially thank you to my mother who spent a week with me while I recovered. Best week ever.

I’m thankful that I am a romantic, not a cynic. I can believe in fairy-tales and happy endings while still being a strong, confident, and independent young woman. Amen to that.

I’m thankful for my Chicago family aka my Nanny family. I’m just so grateful for the love I’ve received from my kids. When I first started, I desperately needed that extra love in my life and I’m so happy God led me to them. And I’m thankful to my nanny parents for their encouragement over the past four years, not only have I learned so much about Chicago and life from them, but I never would have been able to buy a condo without their support and for that I am eternally grateful.

I’m thankful for the Scottish. He is wonderful for a billion reasons, but I’ll only name a few to spare those of you cynics from gagging. He’s a man’s man, he loves beer and football! When I crawl into bed at night, he rolls over to snuggle me, which is a big change from sleeping diagonally across the bed as he used to do before he met me. He lets me be goofy and crazy and dramatic and I never have to hide my real feelings. I think he’s the smartest guy in world because he’s patient and willing to learn. I feel like I’ve known him my whole life but it’s only been two years. He’s my other half, my partner, and I’m thankful he took a job in Chicago back in 2009 so I could be fortunate enough to meet him.

I’m thankful for my parents. More thankful than I know how to express. My parents raised me to be loving, respectful, and to work your life around family and not your family around your life. My mother taught me and continues to teach me how to care for others even when it’s difficult and how to be my own unique person. My father taught me how to work hard and how to take myself lightly even when things are tough. Both of them support my dreams no matter how scary or impossible they seem. They have given me more money than they truly have just so I could live in Chicago and be happy. I proudly take their bad qualities with their good ones because they are my parents and two of the best people I know.

Quote: “The Pilgrims made seven times more graves than huts. No Americans have been more impoverished than these who, nevertheless, set aside of a day of thanksgiving.” H.U. Westermayer

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