I am thankful

Immensely so . . .

  • That I’ve grown up living so close to my maternal grandmother.
  • For the social life I lead during my first year in New York City, which fulfilled a wish I thought would never come true.
  • For the gift of writing well.
  • That it is not in my nature to harbor empty regrets.
  • For the privileges afforded to me by my race and socioeconomic status, and more importantly:
  • That my parents raised me with a consciousness of racial and socioeconomic divides, and taught me to take responsibility for those privileges, not to take them for granted.
  • For the bigger bedroom.
  • For the guy who taught me to say ‘no.’
  • That I’m only deaf in one ear and not two.
  • That I live in a country where we are free to make fun of politicians.

And for you.  Of course, for you.