Thursday, November 26, 2015

In Gratitude This Thanksgiving.

Another Thanksgiving is about to wrap up and I've had quite the day. Having just arrived home to North Carolina after traveling all throughout Virginia has left me quite tired. As I prepare to kick my shoes off and locate a cup of tea, I can't help but show my appreciation for the friends and family in my life.

I come from nothing, to be quite honest. I've never been easy to love or simple to understand. Making friends has never been something I've done terribly well -- I have lived inside my own head for far too long. To call me awkward or different would be a massive understatement. Yet, I have all of these wonderful people filling my life. Some of these people I share blood with. Some welcomed me as one of their own. Either way, I'm damn lucky to call each and every one of you family.

I've always said that you can pick and choose your family. Family isn't about genetics; it's about whom you share a bond of love and compassion with. In that, I'm extremely lucky to have been chosen by so many smart, talented and caring human beings.

If I'm grateful for anything this Thanksgiving Day, it's for these fine folks. Thank you for being a part of my journey. Thank you for pointing me in the right direction when I got a little lost. Thank you for putting a roof over my head and food in my stomach. Thank you for somehow finding a way to decipher the puzzle that is me. I'll never be able to completely repay your gratitude in full, but I'll sure as hell try my best.

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