This weekend is Canadian Thanksgiving.We all use it as an excuse to eat more than our share and then complain about how full we are. That’s the tradition, right?
And that’s ok. That’s the fun part. But we humans are just so good at losing sight of what some holidays mean. This one, being called Thanksgiving is fairly obvious. We are supposed to think of all the things we are thankful for.
Some years its easier than others. Some years, when we are faced with unhappy things in our lives, it does one extreme or the other. It either makes us bitter and unable to feel thankful when there are so many wrong things, or, it helps us to see the little things we should be thankful for.
Yesterday happened to be my birthday as well. So we pigged out on pizza and cake and wine. It was a really nice day.
But I also thought about the things I am thankful for.
I looked around the table and thought about how lucky I am to have so many people in my life that love my children. I was thankful to know in my heart that should anything ever happen to me, my children would have many wonderful people to provide for them and guide them.
I was thankful to be running out of room in the fridge while so many people don’t have enough food to keep their children fed.
I was thankful to complain about the cost of buying a new car this year. I was thankful to not have to take the bus with a stroller and a toddler.
I was thankful to be able to fill a tub with warm water and bubbles while so many people don’t even have clean water to drink.
I was thankful to be in a marriage that is based on trust and love and friendship.
I was thankful to get up early in the morning because my beautiful infant son was hungry. I was thankful to look down at his smiling face and have some quiet time with him before we started the day.
I was thankful that my daughter loves people and imaginary play more than material things.
I was thankful to have three dogs to trip over and curl up with.
I was thankful to be loved.
I was thankful to have to open the windows because my home is dry and warm.
I was thankful for a happy, healthy life.
And mostly, I was thankful for whatever force made me decide to have children. I looked down at them and was thankful for the person they have changed me into. I was thankful for all the things they have taught me so far.
So as the holiday season is now beginning, be thankful. Not for the material things in your life, but for the things that you could never replace. Cherish them, love them, and don’t waste one precious second.