Aloha my Beautiful Canaries!
Today is Thanksgiving in America, except I don’t do holidays so you are out of luck for a “Happy Thanksgiving” post.
This is going to sound corny but I think of every day as a day of thanksgiving. I don’t wait for one special day. Basically, if I’m not dead yet, it’s a day to give thanks. If I wake up and can assemble even the rudimentary of thoughts, it means I have options. And even if I’m in pain or brain fog or have any of the myriad Multiple Chemical Sensitivity symptoms, there is a part of me most grateful to have any feeling at all. If I hurt, I’m alive, and that’s a good thing.
I hope you don’t think this is too weird, but it’s rare that even an hour goes by in my life that I don’t remember that one day I will die. So even if I am having the very worst of days with my health issue, I am keenly aware that I’m alive, and besides, everybody has some sort of disability, and this is mine and I will make the best of it. Even though the planet is pretty messed up, it’s also pretty incredible and I am thankful for the opportunity to be here at all.
Be well, dear flock, today and every day. Be brave, be strong, be vocal. Sing your hearts out, make them listen. I love you guys and I’m truly thankful for each and every one of you.
Aloha,
Susie
If you enjoyed this post, you might like these related stories:
