Aside from defying the physical laws of volume and gastrointestinal prudence, I spent the day thinking of the people I love. Nothing real profound there in the grand scheme of Thanksgivingness, but I think some profound thoughts spring forth. It wasn’t that I sat with the mantra “think of those you love” or set any intention to do so, it was just a natural occurrence born of this wonderful holiday.
Thanksgiving is about gratitude and I find over and over that mine is rooted very powerfully in the people in my life.
My dad has often talked of the importance of relationships, of the foundation that they provide us for everything else, but for a very long time I don’t think I understood the depth of that idea. Frankly, I long took many relationships for granted.
Now into my own journey into fatherhood, I am starting to get it.
Grounded today in the ever-present holy reminder to consider that which provides you peace, joy, safety and wisdom, I swam in warm thoughts of People. Relationships. Family. Community.
I am thankful for my wife and children. They are me. Without them I could not breathe.
I am thankful for my mom, dad, sister and the rest of my family. That is where I come from. That is who I am. The man I am now and the man I can become yet is because of them.
I am thankful for the family that I have gained. Their welcoming arms and mountainous hearts affect me deeply and feed me daily.
I am thankful for my brothers – the men for whom the term ‘friend’ is inadequate. I am a better man, a more joyful man, because of their presence in my life. Standing with them has been to know greatness.
I am thankful for the many friends I have been blessed to know and learn from. They may not know yet how powerfully their energy has moved me – but I do.
I am thankful for the community in which I now find myself. Since becoming parents, my wife and I have been fortunate enough to cross paths with a few other families with children roughly the same age, as most parents do. Over a short amount of time some of these acquaintances have become close friends and the residual effect on our lives has been staggering. Parenting, especially that of very young children, can feel very isolated. Finding others whom you respect and revere as people that live the same frustrations and joys is validating in your own path. I am proud to celebrate and struggle alongside them.
I am thankful for my bi-coastal, two-man writing group. Inspiration such as this is rare. Admiration, more so.
Finally, I am thankful for my readers (I have readers?!?!?). I am honored to be given the opportunity to share my thoughts and overwhelmed that you are reading them. This blog has been up just a month now and I don’t have the words to describe what a wonderful experience it has been.
It all comes down to people. We all are reflections of those who surround us. We are defined, ultimately, by little else but our connections – without them nothing would exist. I am so grateful for my connections to this world, for these people – for all of this love I am infinitely blessed to experience.
I will move with each day trying to earn all of this.
I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving, too.