On Thanks

Welcome to Writtle, during this holiday season. It’s the week, in fact the day before Thanksgiving. It’s a time of travel, a time of family. There are a lot of loves and hates that spring up this time of year, for past times have hurt some of us and we fail to let those things go.

And there is a lot of thought about this. So many unexplainable, near unpinning emotions, that aren’t clarified if we don’t magnify them. To bring them out of their small intervals and into a grand exposition, which is worth doing. Get fed up, get angry, or mournful. Living with hidden emotion is like putting yourself in a cage, day after day, getting a little worse. It’s worth figuring out what’s happening; naturally our brains are computers, problem solvers. Once you realize there is a better, easier way to spend your life, and enjoy your holidays, well I hope we would all be inclined to take the better opportunity.

What I have to give thanks for is all that I have learned. The people in my life have only diminished in this past year, as a result of myself, and those actions I took in a self-wrought cage. I learned many things. What it means to make a real mistake: to make the same small mistake over and over again. What it means to want: that what you want you should give all your effort to.

What it means to be loved, and to love (of course on a different level than my family.) I was in Fort Lauderdale this past spring, and the fall before. The group of people, the churchgoers of the Cathedral of Pentecost, were so quick, so loving, within the first moments through the door. Those are a people that see what you are truly capable of, especially when you don’t see it yourself. They believed in me, and I believed in them, which is a new love because I had never known them prior to last year. It took one look, one glance and chat, for them to decide I was worth their time. I’m thankful for that filial unconditional love. The world needs more people who love like that.

There’s my list of thanks, brief as it is. As well as an unintended spiel about how to handle emotions (I guess? Kinda just swooped in there out of nowhere.)

Thanks for reading, as always, this little writing blog (though there is only so much to write about writing sometimes.) Have a happy holiday, and see you next Wednesday.