#happythanksgivingbitches

Even though I keep a daily gratitude journal-- I don't spend much time being thankful for the blessings in my life.  Upon review, my gratitude journal seems to be full of food, wine, and people that do something nice for me during that journal day.  At the risk of being too fucking deep... it's probably about time to reflect on the more basic things that I should give more of a fuck about.  Here goes:

I am pretty damned healthy... mentally and physically

I have a career that enables me to help people while paying my bills and buying things that I want

I never go hungry

I have access to unlimited amounts of clean drinking water

I live in a nice home

I drive a nice car

I belong to a family that loves me, and I do my best to love them in return

I am married to my best friend

I have two furry kids who love me unconditionally

I have the capacity to try to love my children more

I have the world's best therapist

I live in a vacation destination, and love it here

I have a history of setting and meeting goals-- even when they stretch my abilities, and take me out of my comfort zone

I am educated

I have a wicked, dry sense of humor

I have emerged from a pretty negative childhood/early adulthood with my sanity intact