Much to be thankful for
I am a happy woman. I have wonderful kids. I have a good job. I love a wonderful man. Yes, we have had some tough times in the past couple of years, but nevertheless, it is still so very worth the effort. I am not sure he even understands all the wonderful things about him that make me love him so. For instance, on Valentines Day, most guys will give their significant other candy or roses or diamonds or something like that. My love gave me a Tedy Bruschi (Patriots) tee shirt. Now that's love, if you know me, because I am a Patriots fanatic. I am fat and frumpy and rather odd, but he thinks I am beautiful and likes the fact that I can laugh at myself. He has taken the time to get to know who I am, and that is something that inspires awe within me, because every other man I have ever known was wrapped up in the hope that I would understand what made him tick, and forget that I would rather get a cigar band from him on my birthday and not some phony token of false sentiment on a made-up holiday. My love is a man of principle, and that is something I respect. I could not love someone I do not respect. He is kind and giving, and perhaps his only flaw is that he is too willing to give others the benefit of the doubt, which sometimes makes it harder for him to be good to himself.
I just feel like smiling right now. Life is good. Now I have to get back to the game. Halftime is sooo over....
I just feel like smiling right now. Life is good. Now I have to get back to the game. Halftime is sooo over....
posted by Kalanchoe542 at
7:54 PM
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When I was much younger, I experimented with hallucinogenic materials. I am fortunate in that I did not do this too often or at doses high enough to cause any apparent problems. When I think back to these experiences, it is not the trip itself that I remember, it is the feeling upon waking the next day. There was a feeling of survival, and somehow, an altered perspective that made me appreciate all of the good things in my life that are so often taken for granted. As I have gotten older, I find myself taking less and less for granted. Any time I witness intense tragedy, or the charming event of someone truly appreciating the little details that make life worth living, I flash back to those wonderful mornings-after, and experience the appreciation of my own life again. Thank you for sharing this experience with me. I have recently had reason to feel fortunate not to be in the path of Katrina, but I am again fortunate to have those same feelings on a more positive note. Thanks!
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