For we Americans, today is National Tryptophan Coma Day. Or the common name Thanksgiving. For the rest of the world, it’s simply Thursday.
I never thought I’d have so much to be thankful for, or perhaps I knew, but I never stopped to appreciate it.
While cooking, Mom and I reminisced on what we were doing last year. Mom and Dad had just come home from Homestead, FL after watching the Championship NASCAR race and it was a mad dash to get dinner cooked. Hell, it was a mad dash to get a turkey on such short notice. We thought about it, and figured out at that time I must have been upset or depressed about something. The holidays are iffy for me most years. I’m always stressed out over something. There was a time I even slept through the actual meal.
This year? There was none of that. I woke up in a good mood and even in time to see the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Mom and I got the last few things together. Learned some tips on how to carve the turkey on GMA and realized we’ve been doing it wrong all these years. And dinner went off without a hitch.
I have much to be thankful for this year, I’ve had a lot to be thankful for but never acknowledged it.
I’m thankful for my parents, even if I drive them crazy sometimes. I’m thankful for their support. I’m thankful for my friends, old and new, that believed in me and told me even when it was tough that I shouldn’t give up. I’m thankful for my fuzzy meowing turkeys, Remmi, Pootie, and our resident stray Marmalade. Remmi’s pure evil plotting to sell my liver on the black market, Pootie doesn’t know where her box is half the time, and Marmalade can’t decide if he likes you so feed him or if he wants to take your face off so feed him.
I’m thankful for my brain. Even if it’s a little wonky and not quite right, it’s constantly full of ideas, problems, and solutions, and presents problems just so I can tease out a solution. There is not enough hours in my life for all of the stories I want to tell or are waiting to be born in my head. I’m thankful for never losing the desire to learn. I constantly love learning new things, or just randomly deciding ‘Tonight I’m going to teach myself X and make it work in one sitting!‘
I am thankful to Dreamspinner Press for taking a chance on me. I’m thankful for the opportunity to see if lightning will indeed strike twice, and a third time, and a fourth time, and a fifth time, and…. I’m thankful to all the authors I’ve long admired that are now becoming my peers. I’m thankful to my critique group for beating into my head I had something worthwhile despite my misgivings.
Now, time to get back to what I’m most thankful for: The Pawn Takes Rook plot bunny running amok in my head.
Happy Thanksgiving USA or as the rest of the world calls it: Thursday.