The daily New York Times email I get contained selected entries (from 10k+) of “6 Word Stories of What You’re Thankful For”.
I think we could use a look at some of them.
‘I am thankful to be thankful’
Last week, I invited readers to send us six words describing what made them thankful in 2020. It’s a form of writing — the six-word memoir — popularized by the author Larry Smith.
More than 10,000 of you replied, and we’re grateful to all of you. Here is a selection of your responses:
The crinkling eye above the mask.
A furtive hug with a friend.
The backyard haircuts are getting better.
My choir still meets on Zoom.
Friends who give me streaming passwords.
Family reunion in January, before Covid.
Miss family, but safer for them.
Saved a lot of lipstick money.
More homemade pasta, no more jeans.
No shame in elastic-waist pants.
Braless at home? No one cares.
Mom, 87, rocking pretty, pandemic ponytail.
Teenage son still likes to snuggle.
My parents live two blocks away.
No better excuse to avoid in-laws.
This stinking year is nearly over.
Sunny mornings, a window facing east.
My bicycle, the trail, each morning.
Windows have never been so important.
Toscanini’s recording of Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony.
5329 games of solitaire, won 5286.
Throwing the football with my sons.
Jonesy got a hole in one.
Still ridin’ my horse at seventy.
Postcards crossing the country — real mail.
Living in the Green Mountain State.
So grateful to live in Canada.
Left US for science-believing Germany.
I am thankful for Pastor Bob.
I’m just thankful for indoor plumbing.
I am thankful to be thankful.
Never been social; now I’m good.
I am bored, but not dead.
Ambulance took him. He came home.
Hearing granny laugh on the phone.
It’s just a cold, not Covid.
My parents did not get it.
Reached age 92, grandson reached 3.
I held my dying husband’s hand.
Our kids, after my wife died.
My wife gave me her kidney.
Lung cancer team at Sloan Kettering.
Got sober during 2020, stayed sober.
Wasn’t too late to say sorry.
Wildfires took much but we survived.
Faith, family, friends, dedicated medical professionals.
Dr. Fauci and all truth-speakers.
Volunteers who take experimental vaccines.
Healthcare workers. Healthcare workers. Healthcare workers.
Pandemic baby after years of trying.
At twelve weeks, size of lime.
Special-needs child, graduated feeding tube.
My toddler and my weed guy.
Toddler sees Audrey Hepburn, says “Mama!”
I watched her learn to read.
Water cooler chats with six-year-old son.
Thankful for learning, in my pajamas.
Teachers’ patience. “ … Reminder: no fart machines.”
I teach funny, resilient 8th graders.
High school, even in a pandemic.
Survived first semester of online university.
Six years later, wife completes PhD.
Out of prison with great job.
Rediscovering myself by reading the Bible.
Stole my car, not my books.
Tried. Failed. Failed worse. Kept going.
To be a United States citizen.
Americans waited in line to vote.
Thanks for voting, Americans. — Immigrant scientist.
Gritty becoming an icon for democracy.
Once again, my Black vote matters.
Vaccine is coming, Trump is going.
Biden won the election — thank God.
Michigan, Wisconsin, Pennsylvania, Arizona, and Georgia.
Paris Climate Agreement returns in January.
The first female Vice President, baby.
The women who came before me.
Democracy triumphed. Now pass the stuffing.
Aunt’s Jell-O salad not gonna happen.
Solitary Thanksgiving means no turkey. LOBSTER.
Alone, spouses thankful for tiny turkey.
Daughter lovingly uninviting me for Thanksgiving.
Zoom Thanksgiving beats an ICU Christmas.
Thankful for sweet potato pie, y’all.
Red or white, and occasionally rosé.
The many people who deliver food.
My restaurant colleagues, who never quit.
248 cocktail hours with my mom.
Empty calendar means frequent dinners together.
There’s really more kindness than hate.
We’re falling in love over FaceTime.
Fell in love six feet apart.
I have someone I can hug.
Even after I cheated, she stayed.
The freedom of filing for divorce.
Lost job. Lost boyfriend. Found happiness
I might marry Coronavirus Boy Toy.
Gayer than ever, very in love.
Postponed wedding, having a baby instead.
I proposed and she said yes.
Will you marry me, Taylor Hollenkamp?
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