If you’re on Facebook, chances are you have friends who have been posting a daily gratitude post. It has been a thing for years, leading up to Thanksgiving.
I don’t participate in it.
The truth is, my Facebook page is a barren wasteland. Oh, sure, Drugstore Divas’ Facebook page is active and constantly updating, but my personal page pretty much exists only because I can’t have a brand page without it.
But I have so much to be thankful for, even if it doesn’t end up as a daily post on Facebook.
As with every year, I’m thankful for my friends, my family, and just life in general. Because as we’ve learned the last few years, none of that is guaranteed.
People have spent so much of the last few years fighting with each other. Over politics, over masks, over Facebook. Friends and families have been torn apart, lines drawn in the sand.
A few years ago, I remember politicians encouraging neighbors to call the cops if other neighbors had more than ten people over on Thanksgiving. But where would those politicians be if you need to borrow some sugar? And now, where would those neighbors be?
It was a rough time, guys.
And we all expected the clock to hit midnight to start 2021 and things would go back to normal.
But it wasn’t normal.
During that time, some of us have not seen friends except through a screen. Some of us got on planes and went to different places and lived life.
You only get one life. And no matter what your normal is now — old normal or new normal — I hope you appreciate what you have, even if it’s not what you want, and realize what’s important.
Because if you’re reading this, you’re here. You made it to today. You made it through the last couple years. Maybe with scratches and bruises, but you made it.
And maybe you’re not “thirty, flirty, and thriving” like 13 Going on 30, but you’re here. And that’s something to be thankful for.
Hopefully next year will be better. Hopefully I’ll edit this Thanksgiving note then and fill it with joy and happiness and big things to be thankful for.
(Also, I said that last year and the year before, and all I did to change this was to change some words from “the last year” to “the last few years.”)
This year is solemn, and strange, and maybe a little closer to what Thanksgiving should look like, but also maybe not.
But it’s still Thanksgiving, and you can still find something to be thankful for this morning.
Even if it’s just that you woke up on the right side of the grass this morning.