Just As I Thought

Thankful

When I compare my life to so many others, I am profoundly struck by my good fortune. I sit here in a 2-bedroom house that I “own” (mortgage notwithstanding), in front of a huge computer screen that allows me to pursue my career and hobbies; I am surrounded by gadgets and gizmos that amuse me. I don’t make a huge amount of money in my job — in fact, I make less than the average salary in this affluent area, but somehow I manage to eek out a relatively comfortable existence, with a home, food, and medical insurance.
It makes me feel guilty as well, for although I do try to support organizations and people that help others, I know I could do more.
I am grateful for the people who surround me, the vast majority of whom are “blue” and as bewildered as I am about the nation we find ourselves in. I am grateful for my family, who shrug their shoulders and accept me as I am. I am thankful and a little bewildered that B came into my life; and although I am still skittish about love, I’m learning how to accept it.
I am thankful that, no matter how dark the road ahead for our nation may seem, there are a lot of people who are making the journey with us and even though the future appears lost, hope still bubbles to the top.

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