Giving Thanks

Thanksgiving as a holiday is loaded with a lot of problems, let’s be real. It’s a pretty cheap way to commemorate us white people stealing land and killing people and basically committing atrocities in the name of freedom.

Harsh? Yeah, but…well. It’s true. That’s what America was founded on.

So celebrating that makes me uncomfortable, and therefore I do not celebrate that aspect of Thanksgiving. I celebrate my own personal Thanksgiving, my gratitude for the life I have.

I am thankful I was able to donate money to various causes involving the city of Ferguson, Missouri, to help protestors and vandalized businesses and kids affected by the school shutdowns.

I am thankful that I will be able to spend Thanksgiving with my friend, that she was released from the hospital – greatly affected and changed, but alive.

I am thankful for my three cats who, knock wood, seem to be in good health and contentment.

I am thankful to have a roof over my head and food to keep me sustained and clothing to keep me warm.

I am thankful to be realizing a lifelong dream of publishing a novel, and thankful for the people who helped me to realize it – everyone who pushed me to write, my friends who helped me make it something good, my editor and the publishing company who are taking the chance on me.

I am thankful to be able to go home to Louisiana for Christmas to see my maternal grandparents, and thankful that I got to see my paternal grandparents earlier this year.

I am thankful for my friends and family as a whole, for their presence in my life no matter how close or distant we may be.

I am thankful for you, and I hope there is much for you to be thankful for as well.

And I am thankful that Netflix has Empire Records on demand because I seem to have inadvertently made watching that my Thanksgiving tradition somehow and I was feeling too lazy to get up and go get the DVD out of the cabinet.

Have a wonderful day, you guys.

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