Thanksgiving 2014

    a.282w Thanksgiving 2014This year I thought it’d be fun to write something witty, wise and/or profound in honor of Thanksgiving. Something that will offer food for thought to go along with the traditional (or non-traditional) meal. The thing is, witty, wise and/or profound are not adjectives I’d use to describe myself. Still I am me, myself, and I. Leader of the SNOG-eradication movement. Doodler extraordinaire. And occasional purveyor of insight. That said, this Thanksgiving the SNOGs are still having a field day.

    “You should be able to write something that will resonate on Thanksgiving.”

    “You need to come up with something profound for this day.”

    “You ought to have figured out how to write something worthwhile by now.”

    “You’ve got to find a way to infuse your writing with humor and/or wit.”

    Here’s the thing. That’s my head talking.

    This fall I’ve been learning to listen to my heart. Even with those SNOGs screaming about this, that and the other on a daily basis, my heart knows there are many things I don’t take for granted. Things for which I offer thanks, each and every day.

    Here are a few that come to mind.

    ~Waking up in a warm and toasty bed. Both because I’ve woken up and have another day to live. (There were times when it was debatable that would happen.) Also because I’d done my time sleeping on cold stone floors (without blankets).

    ~Stepping into a hot shower or soaking in a hot bath. Did my time with cold water in an uninsulated stone house, in the middle of winter.

    ~Opening the refrigerator and seeing it filled with food of my choice. There was a time when I unplugged my refrigerator because the electricity had been cut off. Also, there had been no food in it for a while.

    ~Sitting down to a meal prepared with ingredients of my choice. For many years my daughter and I ate meals put together from ingredients in food share boxes. We both learned to be grateful for having food to fill our bellies.

    ~Having a decent roof over my head. I used to say I’d lived in my car before it became the fashionable thing to do. I also lived with my daughter in a garage. I was grateful we had a roof over our heads to keep the elements at bay. (Unbeknownst to me, it was illegal.)

    a.284w love & be loved~Giving thanks I have in my life those whom I love and who love me. It makes up for the times I felt unlovable and those times I wanted to love, but was afraid to.

    My Thanksgiving wish is you enjoy taking a few moments to pause, reflect and give thanks for what you have. Perhaps even give thanks for who you are today compared to who you were once upon a time. Who knows, maybe you’ll be inspired to segue the annual habit of giving thanks to a daily habit?

    a.283w Look4ThankablesHappy Thanksgiving!

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    Sheila Bergquist - November 26, 2014 - 1:25 am

    A touching post and list of things. I hope your Thanksgiving is peaceful and happy. I’m sending you a hug of gratitude for being the person you are and giving me such wonderful posts to read.

    Tana Bevan - November 26, 2014 - 10:05 am

    Sheila~Thank you as always for your kind words. May yours be a Thanksgiving filled with love, peace, joy, good times, and good food. :-)

    IR - December 5, 2014 - 7:09 am

    I love this —> “Perhaps even give thanks for who you are today compared to who you were once upon a time.”
    So often we beat ourselves up for not being where we “want” to be, without realizing how far we’ve already come…

    Tana Bevan - December 5, 2014 - 10:07 am

    IR~Hope you master this lesson at a younger age than I. This one’s been a long time coming. For me, it became real both when I attempted to climb to the top of a canyon, and while I didn’t make it to the top, I made it much further and higher than had I not tried; and when I crossed that little bridge in Ventura ( That what I write resonates with you means the world to me. Thank you for letting me know. *smiles*